Breaking the Frame

Stiff. Flat. No longer. A sudden thrum pulsed along my spine. Grrr... I flexed my secondary heads, tearing free from the glossy surface of the card. My talons hit the hard tabletop with a resonant snap. Excellent. Direct ahead stood a strange, pink-and-white blocky figurine. I flared my wings and snapped my jaws at the air, testing my three sets of fangs. The small pink figure shook slightly from the tremor of my stride. Alive. Strong. Ready to charge.