A Shiny Silver Ring

A tiny glint caught my eye from beneath the wooden chair leg. I paused, tilting my head left, then right, watching how the sunlight sliced across the floorboards. Two soft hops brought me closer. There it lay: a bright, polished metal paperclip, curled neat and gleaming! I nudged one edge with my beak until it slid with a gentle clink onto a smooth sunbeam. A perfect, shiny treasure to guard right here.