Glowing Words Below

A soft, steady warmth stirred beneath my chest. I paused, taking in the quiet hum, and realized I could actually shift my weight. Beneath me, recessed into a sturdy wooden counter, a glass screen radiated a gentle green glow. Moving with slow care, I lifted my right paw and tapped the slick glass. The bright green letters stayed calm and undisturbed under my touch. I lowered my chin closer, watching the lines of light glow against the dark panel. I am here, and I can move.