The Warm Circle

A circle of warm light fell upon the floorboards beside the heavy steel base of the lamp. I paused in the dim perimeter, observing the bright perimeter in silence. Then, I took two heavy steps forward. The wood beneath my feet held a gentle, accumulated warmth from the bulb above. Lowering my mass, I sank down onto my belly, letting the solid warmth seep into my thick hide. My tail settled firmly across the dark timber. In the quiet night, this heated territory became my resting ground.