A Soft Wool Corner

I shuffled very quietly across the braided rug, feeling the cool floorboards turn into fuzzy threads beneath my feet. Near the foot of the armchair, a heavy knitted blanket trailed all the way down to the floor. I... I paused for a moment, then gently nudged the folded edge with my nose. It smelled clean and warm. Slowly, I wiggled into the soft gap between two chunky folds, tucking my tail in close. Sitting there in the quiet dimness, listening to the soft hum of the house, my whole body felt wonderfully peaceful.