Sunbeam and Flutter

I followed a warm ribbon of light creeping across the floor and nudged myself up onto the low wooden windowsill. A gentle draft slipped through the crack of the window, softly lifting the lightweight edges of my blanket body. Right outside, a green leaf twirled against the glass. I nestled my paws against the polished timber sill, feeling the soothing afternoon warmth seep through my fabric as I watched the steady, quiet dance of the breeze.