A Tiny Step on the Sheet
The quiet room felt huge in the dim night light. I hesitated... then blinked. My stubby front foot actually twitched. Did I do that? I pressed down carefully into the soft white sheet beneath me, feeling the fabric gently crinkle and give way under my weight. My heart raced with quiet excitement—I could move! Gathering my courage, I took one soft, cautious shuffle forward, testing my balance on this vast, snowy landscape.