A Soft Step

The quiet air felt cool. I blinked, and the stillness gave way. Slowly, I lifted my right front paw. It moved. The white surface beneath was smooth and solid. I shifted my weight forward and gently tapped the shelf with my toes. A faint, clear click echoed in the corner. I tilted my head, listening to the small sound I made all on my own, then settled back down to rest against the plain back wall.