Claiming the Ridge

Gwa-ha-ha! My claws twitched, digging into the slick, sunken leather beneath me. I am no still hunk of plastic—I breathe! The leather dipped and rose like a mighty valley under my weight. Directly ahead lay a pale, sprawled figure on the cushion. With a heavy stomp that made the brown surface buckle, I took one firm step forward and thrust my claw down right next to it, staking my ground. This dark expanse answers to me now!