A Gentle First Wiggle

A tiny, warm flutter stirred inside my chest. I blinked into the quiet dimness, feeling the cool, soft fabric beneath me. I wondered if I could move, so I gently nudged my little paw downward against the wrinkled sheet. The cloth dipped slightly under my touch with a soft rustle. It felt so cozy. I leaned back comfortably into the fold of the blanket, content to rest right here in the gentle night.