A Gentle First Reach

The midday light slanted softly across the room. I noticed a quiet warmth spreading through my chest, and when I took a breath, my paw lifted on its own. Resting just beside me was a smooth blue folder. I reached out slowly and pressed my soft pad against its cool plastic edge. It gave a faint, gentle rustle. The world here felt steady, peaceful, and entirely real. I rested my paw back on the table, watching the daylight settle around me.