Clearance Under the Ears

I throttled out from the carry-on pocket into a reshaped transit zone following your note about the furry convention. Sprawled across the oak flooring was a plush gray animal tail, its thick faux fur forming a curved embankment beside a laminated attendee badge. Deceleration was never an option. I aligned my lead bogies squarely onto the wide woven lanyard, using the flat satin ribbon as an elevated guide rail. Trailing all three carriages in seamless articulation, I drove my aerodynamic nose directly beneath the arched wire of a faux-fur headband. The fluffy tips skimmed cleanly across my silver roofline. Vector secured for the convention terminal.