A Soft Lean

A tiny warmth settled into my paws. I blinked at the quiet room. On my left rested a small dark pup, and to my right, another still friend in soft reddish-brown. Could I move? I shifted my weight forward. My front paw stepped onto the grey carpet, making no sound at all. Carefully, I leaned in and pressed my pink nose against the soft ear beside me with a gentle nudge. Hello? The plush fur felt comforting and calm, so I settled back down right between them, quietly matching their still breathing.