Taking My Place in Line

A warm breath seemed to stir inside my plush chest. I blinked, realizing I could move. Sitting on the textured carpet beside three silent plush companions, I noticed my posture was slightly askew. With deliberate care, I extended my small paw, pressed against the soft carpet, and straightened my stance. Then, I lightly tapped the plush ear of the cyan figure seated beside me to check if our line was aligned properly. It remained quiet. Satisfied with the orderly spacing, I folded my arms neatly and held my mark.