A Silken Thread

A tiny gleam caught my eye beneath the dark fold of the sofa. I paused, keeping low, and listened to the gentle hush of the night. Testing each step on the soft carpet, I crept closer. Tucked away under a wooden leg lay a forgotten coil of pale blue ribbon. I reached out carefully and nudged it. It felt cool, smooth, and glinted faintly in the dim room light. I wound one end around my paw, sitting quietly in the shadows with my new treasure.