A Gentle First Step

Everything was still. Then, slowly, warmth spread down to my toes. I took time to look around at the soft, rippling patterns beneath me. Cautiously, I nudged one front foot forward. The fabric dipped and yielded under my paw. I can move. I lowered my head, gently resting my snout against a soft fold to feel its gentle weave, quietly taking in this calm, shaded ground.