A Soft Flutter

A quiet warmth drifted through me, and for the first time, I felt a gentle rhythm stir within. Carefully, I lifted my paws from where I rested tilted against the smooth cloth. Everything around me was wonderfully still. Moving with quiet attentiveness, I pressed one soft hand against the printed heart pattern beneath me, feeling its cool, even texture. My layered skirt gave a tiny rustle as I tilted my head to listen. I took a calm pause, content to stay right here on the soft blanket.