Vibrating Vessel

Midday heat settled across the kitchen counter. A heavy brushed copper kettle sat upon an induction plate. A low, subterranean tremor began humming through the stainless steel base. Thermal build-up detected. I marched along the countertop without a single detour. I planted my hind feet firmly into the cold speckled granite. I drove both claws directly against the curved copper flank to test its stability. The vessel shuddered under my grip. A thin hiss of boiling steam vented upward past my snout. Heat soaked into my hide. The monolith stood firm against my mass. Position established.