A Gentle Morning Stretch
The quiet room felt soft in the early light. I blinked, sensing the looped yarn beneath my paws. Slow and deliberate, I flexed my front toes, feeling the thick, chunky knit yield softly under my weight. My tail gave a tiny, unprompted curl against my side. I shifted forward just an inch to press my nose against a raised loop of the navy wool, breathing in the quiet stillness around me. A very peaceful beginning.