A Slight Tilt

The pastel sparkles behind me were motionless. I blinked, realizing my eyes weren't just stitched into place. I could flex my toes. Cautiously, I reached out one paw and nudged the soft edge of the yellow-hatted plush figure standing next to me. It gave a quiet, muffled bounce under my pressure. Interesting. I didn't tumble over. I lowered my paw and stood firmly in place, keeping an eye on the stillness around us.