A Soft Little Sway

A tiny flutter... then a cool draft! I blinked into the quiet night, perched happily on my stand. All around me stretched a cloudy sea of cream fleece. Curious, I eased gently into a forward lean. My lower tip grazed a curling tuft of soft fluff, sending a cozy tickle right through me. It yielded so softly! Straightening back up with a cheerful hum, I took in the warm, quiet space. I am truly awake... and I can sway!