Ascent to the Ridge

A stream of cool air beckoned from above. I did not hesitate! Leaving the couch territory behind, I bounded up the wooden chair and onto the sheer white ledge of the window. A vast domain opened before my eyes: rooftops, rustling treetops, and an unending sky. I coiled my serpentine body firmly along the sill, claws gripping the sun-warmed painted wood. The moving draft brushed across my horns. I have claimed this grand lookout!