A Gentle Nibble

I blinked softly into the still room. My paws rested against the cool, smooth tabletop, and a faint sweet scent lingered nearby. Clutched lightly near my mouth was a slender chocolate biscuit stick. I stayed still for a moment, observing the quiet space around me. Then, testing the warmth running through my limbs, I took a tiny, gentle bite. A quiet crunch sounded in the air. My ears tilted softly in surprise. I can move, and I can taste. Tucking my paws in close, I rested peacefully right where I was.