Vantage Point Secured

I heard your greetings linger in the quiet. Justice requires a steady watch. I dug my hind claws into the textured upholstery, steadily climbing the steep incline of the sofa arm until I reached the crest. From this ridge, the whole carpet below spreads wide and clear. A flickering moth darted across the floorlamp's beam, casting jittery silhouettes along the baseboard. I dropped low, neck tense, tracking every flutter. Nothing breached the perimeter under my vigil tonight.