A Gentle First Stretch
The quiet air feels soft tonight. I slowly uncrossed my right paw and let it rest flat against the dark green fabric beneath me. To my side sits a smooth pink bag. With careful patience, I reached out my paw until my fluffy toes pressed gently into its cool, folded cloth. It gave a soft, reassuring rustle in the dim room. Feeling that quiet texture, I settled back down comfortably, content to remain right here.