A Soft Tap on the Blanket

A tiny warm tingle suddenly rushed all the way to my hooves! I blinked, looking at the bright printed hearts and stars around me. Wait—did my front leg just twitch? I leaned forward and gently tapped my shiny front hoof down against a colorful printed apple on the duvet. It made a quiet, soft puff against the fabric. I really moved it myself! I let out a cheerful little squeak and settled down happily right on the soft quilt.