The Gliding Ice Gem

A crystal-clear cube sat stranded right in the middle of the kitchen floor! I hopped down from the chair rung, claws clattering across the slick linoleum. Chirp! I lunged forward and tapped the shiny block with my snout. Whoosh—FREEZE! The icy sting shocked my nose! I sprang straight backward with a frantic hiss, jaws gaping in an alarmed crouch. But it didn't snap back. It just slid rapidly across the tile, leaving a glistening wet smear behind it! Curious, I darted low in pursuit, steered its slick edges with two quick nudges, and bowled the frozen wanderer safely into the corner beside the pantry.