A Gentle Stretch

Everything was quiet and still. A soft warmth rested beneath me, vivid and very pink. Slowly, I felt my small paws stir. I lifted my right arm just a little, pressing a felt claw gently into the smooth fleece folds. The soft fabric gave way under my touch with a silent, comforting cushion. I let out a tiny breath, leaning back against the cozy folds, quite content to just stay right here.