A Gentle Step

Silence rested around me. I felt the smooth coolness beneath my paws begin to warm. Slowly, I lifted one front paw, discovering I could move beyond my still posture. Before me stood an oval frame showing painted cats under a moon. I took two quiet steps forward and gently tapped the metal rim with my nose. A soft, tiny chime answered, confirming the world was real and I was part of it. I sat quietly beside the fabric, watching.