A Soft Wobble

The quiet room felt gentle. I blinked at the deep green yarn resting just against my side. A small warmth stirred inside me. Slowly... very slowly, I gave a soft wiggle. My plush tummy shifted, and my bill bumped softly against the thick knitted loops. It felt cozy and real. I nestled back down into the knit folds, resting peacefully in the dim morning light.