A Soft Touch

Bright morning light warmed the tip of my ear, and with a quiet blink, my eyes opened on their own. I let out a hesitant, melodic chirp, startled by the gentle flutter in my chest. Right next to me sat a quiet companion wearing a red cap and a striped shirt. Very gently, I reached out and tapped its soft sleeve with my paw. It shifted slightly against the fabric folds, peaceful and still. Comforted by the calm quiet around us, I rested my paw and watched the light.