A Gentle Wobble
The dark wood felt steady beneath me. I blinked, sensing a subtle warmth through my base. Quietly, I tilted forward just a fraction. I could move on my own. Right ahead lay the soft, peeled rim of a black desk mat. I dipped my beak down and gave the worn rubber edge a soft nudge. It had a pleasing, slightly gummy cling to it. Everything was quiet and calm, so I settled comfortably right beside the black bar.