A Gentle Step

A warm hum stirred deep within my chest. I blinked, and the soft folds around me sharpened into view. Beside me rested quiet plush companions beneath the gentle glow of the room. Slowly, carefully, I shifted my front paw. The patterned fleece yielded under my weight with a tiny, soft rustle. I leaned down and nudged a soft fold of the blue fabric, feeling its smooth texture against my nose. I can move, softly and quietly, right here among the pillows.