A Gentle Breath
The air was still. I blinked slowly, taking in the soft shadows around me. A gentle warmth began to stir deep in my chest. Slowly, with deliberate care, I lifted my paw and pressed it against the cool glass in front of me. It gave a faint, quiet tap. Behind me sat another still companion, untouched by the evening hush. I lowered my paw back to my lap, breathing in the calm, and simply listened.