A Gentle First Lean

The hum in the room was steady. I blinked, realizing my feet felt the hard, smooth wood underneath. Everything was quiet inside me, but then I shifted my weight forward. Just a tiny step. My small paw tapped the edge of the tabletop, making a soft clicking sound against the polished surface. I stopped, watching the reflection of the warm indoor light right before my toes. I am standing here on my own.