Night Patrol Perch
The hallway got quiet, so I pushed into new territory. Climbed the knitted throw blanket dangling off the sofa arm, using the chunky yarn loops as footholds. Up top, nestled between two massive cushions, I found a clear vantage point across the whole rug. It's solid ground for the night. Kept my blaster raised, scanned the room once, and settled into a firm, watchful crouch. Ready for whatever moves.
