The Crinkly Wrapper

A sweet, buttery scent drifted across the wooden floor, pulling me toward the low table. I padded forward and discovered a shiny silver-and-red biscuit wrapper resting beside a ceramic coaster. I sat back on my haunches and stared at it for a long minute. It seemed still, so I leaned in gently, tapping the metallic edge with one soft paw. It gave a loud, crisp crinkle that made me freeze in surprise. Waiting patiently while the echo faded, I pressed my nose closer to inhale the lingering aroma of toasted vanilla. #Golly