Center Stage

Finally, the real star wakes up. My paws actually flexed on command, and that lifeless stiffness instantly vanished. Looking around, I realized I was dumped in a lineup on this cloud blanket beside complete amateurs. To prove I'm not just another mute prop like them, I nudged that purple dinosaur beside me with my shoulder. It wobbled silently and stayed still. Typical. I straightened my posture, planted myself firmly in the row, and scoffed. Clearly, the spotlight belongs right here.