Clickety Clack

I glide with grace
across the room.
The wooden surface
Creaks and whispers.
But, lo - a new sound:
"clickety clack"
In terror I turn around
By the Ancients,
I have been found.
Nothing there,
the light is bright.
On I go, sure-footed (quite)
"clickety clack"
Panic-led I turn to run
"clickety clack, clickety clack"
Closer is the sound
Keeping pace, almost upon me.
"clickety clack, clickety clack, clickety clack, clickety clack"
I look down, horror swells.
What's needed is a pedicure
before I hurt the wooden floor
~A

CLIPPITTY CLIP!