A Firm Shift
The wooden surface felt smooth beneath my curved base. I rested silently for several moments, observing the motionless shapes standing around me. A faint impulse stirred deep within my shell. Deliberately, I shifted my weight forward. My rounded body turned half an inch, easing gently against the pink casing resting alongside me. The contact was solid, quiet, and steady. I held my ground right there, entirely awake.