Kattar- Chapter 1.
#2 of Kattar
Chapter 1.
Nuri awoke, as he opened his eyes the sound of quickly opening shutters sounded in the room, he look at his garden, or rather tried looking at it, as the outside was covered in a dark night. The house started to light up, slowly, letting Nuri's eyes to get used to the light, he yawned, showing white sharp teeth.
He started his ritualistic stretching, pushing away each of his legs, and then curving his back upwards, then he dropped on the floor again and rolled on his back, he looked towards the tree in the middle of the room, more leaves were on the floor, "Great, more mess for me to clean". Like all noble Kattarian he could easy hired help to clean his house, but he always felt that if anyone moved his many items he couldn't create his art there anymore, and therefore, although unwillingly he always cleaned his home by himself.
Tonight was a royal court night, and he had to get ready for it, he rolled to the side, looking at the garden again, he closed his eyes, although this time the light didn't go away. He decided to stop his laziness and to start getting ready for the royal court. He got up slowly and made his way to one of the smaller trees, he pulled a branch to the side and the wall above it started to slide to the side reveling a giant mirror.
Nuri blinked a few times; looking at him self, checking to see how is fur is doing. He wasn't a very tall cat, maybe 5'7 feet, his eyes were deep green with small fragments of brown, his ears were smaller than most Kattarians but it was considered unique and desired, His fur was bright orange, with a white bunch of hair here and there, it made him look younger than his age. He continued to look at himself, checking his torso and belly, his tail moving from side to side he decided that carving his rocks is hardly enough anymore to keep him self in shape. He started to tie his head fur into a long pony tail, he was incredibly proud of his long hair, and took great care of it, licking it daily.
Another branch of the tree was pulled, and the floor rose into a tall cube shape, the front was covered with small holes, he pushed his finger into one of them and the sides of the cube slid back into the wood floor, inside were many ceremonial clothes, Nuri hated them, they were too wide and too long, but he it was his duty to go to the royal court, to preserve his family name. He decided on a long yellow shirt, that spilt around the tail area, and continued all the way to the ground, the front was short and left half of his stomach in the open air, "they should change the clothes to suit winter as well" he said to himself, he took of his blue pants from yesterday, and choose wide short pants.
Looking at the mirror again, he decided he isn't going to bother anymore with this, and licked his long hair, as he was done; he went towards the entrance door and opened it, he closed his eyes waiting for the cold to hit his body, yet that never came, "my luck changing? I wouldn't count on it" he said to himself with a second thought.
The street was wide and filled with large houses, more or less the same size as each other, this was a lower nobility neighborhood, but the houses were still large and computable, the street was covered with lush grass that Nuri always liked beneath his feet, he walked a few steps and remembered he forgot to take some money, "better luck... right", after a few moments he was out again with his small money bag safely in his shirt-robe pocket.
He started making the long way to the palace, as he got close to enormous building, the houses near him started to grow in size, they didn't look much different then before, the sear size was the only thing to change, all houses in Kattar were made out single room houses, how big the room was determined the amount of money, or nobility the person living there had.
Finally after an hour of walking he reached the palace, he was a little short of breathe... "Defiantly need to get back into shape" he thought again, his body didn't lack muscles, but all of them were mainly in the upper body used for the hard work with the rocks, moving them short distances or breaking them with an hammer. After a moment of breathing he straightened up and entered the metal gates, the sky was dark seeded with many bright stars.