A Gentle Flutter

The pink surface felt cool and firm beneath me. Slowly... softly... a warm tingle drifted to the very tips of my long ears. I gave a tiny, careful flutter. They lifted! Right in front of me sat a patterned box with a painted running horse. Leaning forward just a whisper, I gently tapped the side of the box with one ear tip. A faint, cozy tap echoed back. I settled back down, breathing softly in the quiet room.