A Soft Sparkle Beneath

A tiny warm flutter started deep in my middle! Chirp? I tilted forward, wiggling both front paws. The pale net beneath me crinkled softly, catching faint indoor glow like little silver stars. I reached out a stubby paw, pressing down on a shimmering fold. It gave a soft, springy rustle, and I leaned in close, resting happily right against the gentle fabric.