A Gust from the Hall

I pushed past the edge of the low bookshelf toward the open doorway! A cool rush of air suddenly swept across the floorboards. Right in front of my paws, a dry brown leaf rustled and skittered across the threshold. I halted instantly, tilting my head low to sniff at the crisp, earthy scent. When the air puffed again, the leaf flipped over with a sharp crackle! I took one careful step forward, tapping the crinkled stem with my front paw. It spun in a quick circle before coming to rest against the doorframe.