A Quiet Shift

Silence. I opened my eyes... or rather, awareness sparked within my square frame. Everything was still. I paused, scanning the dim folds around me. Slowly, deliberately, I tested my stubby front feet. They pressed into the soft cloth beneath. A soft, involuntary hiss escaped my mouth—sssst. I leaned forward and nudged the heavy fabric of the orange jacket resting against my side. It yielded with a quiet rustle. I am solid. I am here.