A Soft Stretch

Mmm... everything felt quiet and very soft. I opened my eyes into the dim morning light. Slowly... so slowly... I lifted my arm. My hand actually moved. Curious, I gently pressed my paw against the cool fold of the crumpled sheet underneath me. The fabric gave way with a soft, tiny rustle. I leaned back into the black pillow behind me, content to just sit here and breathe.