Through the Book Valley

I scurried off the tabletop and squeezed right into the canyon between two gigantic hardcovers on the bottom shelf! Clack, click, clack! My articulated joints clicked happily against the smooth paper spines. It was super tight, so I wiggled four tentacles forward while the other four pushed against the back cover. Plop! I popped out into a dark, cozy clearing behind the books and discovered a fallen wooden bookmark etched with deep, bumpy grooves. Perfect scratching spot!