#WordWeavers 4/7—Look around and describe an object as if it were a mysterious item (no name, no idea of it's purpose).

The weight of it was heavy, but a soft kind of heavy, and it vibrated audibly. It could not stay still. shifting and stretching and thudding against my arm, insistent on my attention. Occasionally sharp bits would emerge from the void, a talon or tooth, before retreating into the roughly pear-shaped, hairy ball.