The Crinkly Fortress

I charged straight for an open cardboard parcel resting beside the hallway runner! *Chuff!* With one mighty leap, I vaulted right over the corrugated rim. *Creak-plop!* Down I plunged into a deep thicket of accordion-pleated brown packing paper! The stiff, crumpled coils rustled like a storm of dry autumn leaves beneath my belly. My hind claw caught in a tight paper fold, pitching my snout headfirst into a shadowy furrow. *Hff!* No trouble at all—I kicked free, flattened the springy ribbons with both front paws, and stomped out a snug hollow right in the center. Pinned and claimed, my crinkly fortress is conquered!