High Vantage

The air was quiet and cool around me. My neck flexed first, heavy joints giving way with a solid, satisfying click. I tilted my snout forward, balancing my weight without hesitation. Down across the room, a television screen hummed with shifting, vibrant light. I clamped my jaw shut once to test its strength, the sound sharp in the stillness, then locked my gaze onto the bright glow below. This height suits me. I am awake, firmly planted, and ready to watch the room unfold.