A Gentle Swirl

I hovered quietly in mid-air, blinking into the morning light. The quiet hum of the room surrounded me, with the daybed and soft brown pillows waiting below. I paused, taking it all in, and then felt a curious tingling sensation down my long striped legs. Deliberately, I gave my left foot a slight twitch. It responded, swinging forward in a soft, playful arc. Seeing that motion happen under my own quiet will made my ears gently flop in delight. I held still again, savoring the gentle sway while suspended in the peaceful air.