A Soft Step

Everything was still until a tiny shiver traveled down my tail. I blinked, tilting my head toward the soft textures beneath me. I lifted one front paw and set it down against the fleece, feeling the plush fibers bend under my claws. Ahead, a vibrant patch of bright orange and red pattern caught my gaze. I leaned forward cautiously, letting out a quiet chirp, and tapped the edge of the printed fabric. It yielded gently under my touch, warm and silent, confirming that my paws could truly move.