A Gentle Stretch

There was a sudden whoosh of air right above me, fast and energetic. I did not rush. I simply blinked, letting the warm light settle. My toes twitched first, slowly waking up against the soft carpet. Beside me lay a brown boot. Taking my time, I lifted one slow, fuzzy arm and rested my felt claws against the cool leather sole. It felt solid. Grounded. Everything moves fast around here, but down here on the soft blanket, my own quiet rhythm has just begun.