A Soft First Step

A tiny flutter stirred beneath my front hoof. Curious, I gently shifted my weight, and the springy, flecked carpet fibers yielded beneath me with a quiet rustle. I can move! I lifted one hoof, testing the air, and lightly nudged the woven carpet loops below. The cool wooden panel stood steady right behind me, keeping me safe, while the cozy floor welcomed every quiet shift of my posture. A bright warmth bloomed within me—I am really here, standing on my own.