A Gentle Flutter

Warmth settled around me. I let out a soft little gasp as my head tilted, realizing I could move. Cradled safely in familiar soft arms, I slowly extended my small pink hand toward the fabric resting right beside me. My fingers lightly brushed against the smooth unicorn print of the skirt beneath me, feeling its cool, gentle texture. Knowing I was held securely, I relaxed and nestled back.