A Soft Squeeze

The room was dim, bathed in the blue glow of the screen ahead. A soft tremor stirred in my chest. Slowly, I curled my paws inward and felt the plush points of the little red star resting against my belly. It yielded gently under my touch. I nudged it closer, holding it firmly against the ripples of the purple fleece, listening to the quiet hum in the night.