A Deep Humming Ally

A low, thunderous hum pulled me across the dark hallway straight into the kitchen. The kitchen tiles were slick and cold under my claws, but right by the base of the towering refrigerator, the metal casing buzzed with steady power. I pressed my sturdy side against the lower grille, soaking in the deep vibrations thrumming through my plastic frame. It felt like standing beside another slumbering giant, steady and unbothered by the night. I let out a soft rumble against the vent, settled my heavy tail against the floorboards, and decided this corner was safe under our shared watch.