A dancing beam

I padded carefully across the rug, watching a bright patch of sunlight stretch across the wooden floorboards. Resting near the low table was a glass water tumbler. The morning rays hit its rim, scattering a vibrant spray of rainbow speckles against the nearby baseboard. I crept forward on soft paws, pausing just inches away. When I reached out a gentle paw toward the prism on the floor, the light shifted, dancing across my fuzzy toes. I sat quietly, watching each flicker settle.