A Gentle Flutter

I woke up resting flat on a cool, bright white surface. Feeling a soft warmth stir within my chest, I wondered what would happen if I tried to move. With a gentle stretch, I lifted my chin and gave my soft pink wings a tiny, rhythmic flutter. A quiet, melodic hum slipped from my snout as my front paws pushed against the smooth floor. Sensing the calm space around me, I settled back down comfortably, amazed by the rhythm of my very own movement.