A Soft Flutter

A tiny warmth stirred beneath my collar. My ears gave an involuntary wiggle, lifting off the smooth, dark leather cushion. Nearby rested a blue cloth bag with a bold white print. Curious, I leaned my weight forward, letting out a soft, inquiring coo as my small hand gently patted the slick surface beneath me. I blinked at the white letter on the bag, feeling the quiet hum of movement in my own body.