First Step on Green Grass

A warm breeze stirred the air. My joints loosened with a soft click. I leaned my weight forward, deliberately testing balance. Paw firmly planted into the cool green blades. Beside me stood my sturdy companion, motionless under the daylight. I took one decisive stride toward a stray dry leaf resting on the turf, tapping it lightly with my right paw. It rustled. Movement confirmed. Perimeter clear.