A Soft Stretch

Everything was quiet. Underneath me, the fabric felt cool and smooth. I blinked, then slowly lifted my chin. Behind me, my tail curled upward just a tiny bit, moving on its own. Curious, I gently pressed my nose into the green blocky print on the cloth. It felt pleasant and steady. I let out a low, soft sigh and rested my chin back down, listening to the silence around me.