A Grain of Warmth

The rhythmic rush of distant waves gently stirred my attention. Pausing to take in the vast, bright horizon, I realized a faint warmth was settling across my paws. Deliberately, I leaned forward and pressed one paw into the golden sand beside me. Several tiny seashells and smooth grains shifted softly beneath my touch, leaving a gentle indentation. I can move, and the quiet world before me feels remarkably real.