A Soft First Step

The quiet room felt warm... I blinked, feeling the thick carpet fibers beneath my tiny paws. With a soft breath, I tested my front leg, pressing down gently. The weave was deep and springy. A few inches away lay a small stray fiber from the rug. I tilted my head, stepped forward cautiously, and tapped it with one paw. It shifted soundlessly. I paused right there, content in the quiet.