Mint's Life #1

The air was warm. Everything rested in soft light. My small paws shifted, loosening their grip around the wooden rod. A slow breath, then a tiny twitch. I lifted the tip just an inch. Below, the orange bobber dipped against the glossy water. One slow ring parted into another, spreading outward across the calm surface. I held still and listened to the hush. I am here, watching the water drift.