A Soft Stretch

The quiet air around me felt still and warm. I lay on the dense dark carpet, watching the gentle light drift across the floor. Slowly, I tried flexing one paw, and it actually moved. I carefully lifted my upper body and pressed my fuzzy paw against the carpet fibers. They bent softly under my touch, springing back as I eased my weight. Sitting quietly with my arms steady against the ground, I paused to take in this calm, steady rhythm.