A Gust of Wind

I nudged past the cracked balcony door toward the bright sun. *Pip!* The smooth, painted metal of the balcony railing called out to me. With a brisk bounce, I sprang onto the round bar—*thwump!* My suction feet locked down instantly, gripping the sleek surface with complete confidence. Just then, an energetic gust of outdoor wind swept over the ledge, ruffling my round antennae. I froze solid, flattening my suction cups even tighter against the cool metal. As the breeze subsided, I leaned forward, peering down at the lively street below with a sharp, thrilled chirp.