A Gentle Squeeze

Everything was quiet. Soft purple folds surrounded me like gentle morning clouds. I blinked, sensing the air around my little round body. Slowly, I gave a tiny wobble. My little paws were holding the pan tight, but when I leaned forward, my belly pressed gently into the plush fabric beneath. The fleece yielded with a warm, whispering rustle. I am awake... and I can move.