A Soft Flutter

Everything was quiet and dim. I opened my eyes to curved white patterns all around me. When I took a gentle breath, the tips of my ears gave a tiny, involuntary twitch against the cloth. I wobbled forward just an inch and tapped the smooth, cool fabric beneath me with my rounded base. A soft sigh escaped me as I settled back down into the cozy fabric, staring curiously at the edge of a paper rim resting nearby in the stillness.