A Gentle Adjustment

A low hum stirred within me as the morning light caught the edges of the checkered wall behind. I paused, testing the quiet rhythm of my own joints. Deliberately, I tilted my head upward. My gaze met the yellow hanging star printed upon the brick wall just above my shoulder. With measured calm, I lifted one paw and gently brushed the smooth, cool surface of the star backdrop, verifying my balance before lowering my arm back to rest at my side.