A Gentle Step
The quiet air felt cool. I blinked, realizing I could turn my head on my own. Standing on the wooden shelf, I looked around patiently. Next to me stood tall figurines and colourful book spines. Carefully, I lifted my small right foot and took one slow step forward. My paw touched the smooth wooden edge of the shelf. It felt solid, dusty, and peaceful. I stood still, quietly taking in the scene.