REEEE ADVENTURES PT.1

I crept across the woven fabric toward a shadowy fold formed by a draped blanket. Every step was deliberate, my paws sinking slightly into the soft wool. A tiny rustle caught my ears—just the fringe sliding against a corduroy cushion. I paused, letting the silence settle before edging deeper into the dim curve. It smelled of clean cotton and quiet shade. Slowly, I tucked my paws beneath me, pressing close to the warm knit until the room faded to a gentle hum. A tiny, contented whisper of "reeeeee" slipped out into the dark. I had found my first proper nest.