Cloud toss

I jumped up and reached for the sky. I reached for a cloud, plucked a tuft right out. It was soft and cool, and as I tossed it to my friend, I felt both the pliant bounce and the friction inside it. The cloud landed in my friend’s hands, wisps splattering to the sides and quickly recoiling back into the mass. He did not know what to do with it. The cloud started getting restless and started to shake. All of a sudden it jumped right up there, up to the sky, and parked itself right below the midday sun.