A Cool Tap

A quiet breath stirred inside me. I waited in the sheltered dimness... listening to the still air. Slowly, I lifted my right paw, feeling every gentle fiber obey my intent. Right beside me, a slender metal stand rose from the glossy floor. I reached forward with careful hesitation, pressing one soft paw pad against the chilled metal. A faint, clear resonance shivered back into my touch. Satisfied, I drew my arm back and rested in place, quietly awake.