Chasing the Shifting Dot

A cluster of bright, dancing spots was scattered across the hallway floorboards... glowing pink and honey-yellow. I waited by the runner rug... watching them flicker. The sheer curtain fluttered, and one round circle of light drifted an inch to the left. I stepped forward... very quickly for me... and planted my front hoof right where it shone. But the breeze swayed the curtain again... and the warm dot slipped right over my toes, climbing up my ankle. I took two quick scuffs forward to catch up... until the bright pattern settled right across my chest. It felt warm... and didn't run away once the fabric settled.