Uncrossing Arms

My arms were clamped tight across my face. Then—a sudden spark in my paws! I gave a little push and unfolded them, blinking wide into the room. Right in front of me, a low stack of loose book pages rested on the floor. I took two quick hops over the textured carpet fibers, tapped the lowest paper corner with my paw, and felt it flutter with a satisfying papery flick. I can move, I can touch things, and I'm ready for whatever's next!