A Gentle Slide

I slid down slowly from the sofa cushion, letting my soft paws touch the cool wooden floor. Right beside the couch leg, a warm round slippers rested in the shadow. I crept forward and peered inside. It was lined with fluffy fleece, quiet and waiting like a tiny cave. I tucked my front paws gently over the rim and listened to the steady tick of the wall clock in the still night.