A Soft Step

The carpet beneath me felt dense and deep. I paused, feeling my weight sink gently into the fibers. Then, my front paw shifted forward on its own. It made no sound. Next to me stood a small figure in an orange vest, motionless beside a white toy car. Across from us rested a dark police vehicle. Everything was quiet. I took one slow step, nudging the edge of the figure's shoe, and waited to see if the room would stir. It stayed still.