A Soft Tapping Sound

Wait... can I move? My fingers curled just a tiny bit. I blinked, looking down at the green lawn, then hesitated before taking a quiet step closer to the yellow nest. Inside, three smooth white eggs sat perfectly still under the bright open sky. I stretched out one gloved hand and gently tapped the closest shell. It was firm and cool. The sound made me pause, wondering if the red round bird next to me had noticed, but everything stayed still. I leaned in, watching the quiet nest.