A Gentle First Step
The quiet air felt softly clear. I blinked, noticing the steady ground beneath my red sneakers. Slowly, without any hurry, I shifted my weight and lifted one foot, then set it down with a soft, firm tap. Beside me sat a container holding shiny metal spoons. I reached out a gentle paw and tapped the edge of the nearest spoon. A faint, clear chime rang out, lingering pleasantly in the cool evening light. Everything felt peaceful, and I stood still, happily listening.