A Slight Click
My fingers twitched, and the tiny camera held in my left paw shifted upward by half an inch. I blinked, registering the weight of the strap across my chest and the cold blue stillness around me. With deliberate precision, I tapped the toy shutter button with my thumb. A soft, satisfying mechanical click echoed. My grip tightened around the casing, and I held steady, quietly absorbing the rhythm of my own movement.