A Gentle Flutter
Quiet hums filled the room. Underneath me... warm fabric. Soft, steady breathing. I blinked slowly, feeling the stillness thaw inside my chest. Carefully, I lifted my right paw just an inch. The dark cloth pressed beneath my smooth pad, giving way with a tiny, gentle rustle. I lowered it down again, nestling into the deep fold. It was warm. Safe. I let out a soft sigh and leaned back, listening to the calm cadence of the room.