A Cat’s Tail CH 9

Ace and Abigail entered first, seeing as they had the speed advantage. I got in, the noise rushed back towards me. I shook my ears, trying to adjust a little easier. Though, I looked up.

Cyris. Lights everywhere, the sky was brightly shining sparkles of stars. I couldn’t help but notice spotlights shining up, all different colors shined on buildings.

“Cyris, the electronic district.” Abigail said, cooing at her words. “I said to my friend back home, I’d die twice to see this place at night.”

Electronic district, how could cats in Heaven specialize in technology? I guess it wasn’t entirely hard, the cats who lived with the tech wizards on Earth would’ve passed it on. Dad was a huge technology person, I got many lessons of him trying to teach me something about the TV or computer. This wasn’t anything like a TV or computer though.

“Well,” Ace started, bending down for Abigail to jump off, “We should stay a bit longer here.”

I snapped into the conversation, “Longer? Why?”

Ace turned to look at me, “After two days of walking in the desolate walks, we need the break. We need to find something here anyways.”

I sighed, only thing I could do. I didn’t know too much about Heaven in general, how could I tell him we needed to leave? My thoughts fled as my stomach growled. I tried to hide it, though it didn’t seem like the case. “Well, we got bread.”

“Let’s go to another restaurant!” Abigail suggested, “I want to see more people here!”

“Cyris is the place many famous cats would reside in.” Ace said. “Most cats here are very prestigious and elegant.”

“I’d fit in just fine!” Abigail chuckled, “Come on!” Abigail ran further into the city.

Ace looked back and gave a small smile, a grin pleading me to go on. I straightened the bag out again and marched forward.

Cyris was full of sound; classical music or pop, poised chattering of fluffy angoras or Persian cats. Not to mention the color everything added, this district wasn’t just clouds and comfort. Cyris meant rainbows and flashing lights. I think that was my favorite attribute by far. The moon was directly above us now, the walk was much quicker than we made it seem. Everyone was completely tired in the end.

“Found one!” Abigail nudged at a pure white establishment with white spotlights shining at it. I heard a soft murmur coming from indoors. “Ready?”

“Yeah!” Ace encouraged the girl, she must’ve wanted a change of scenery. This seemed completely different from any barn cat idea I’ve thought of.

“Deal!” I followed the two inside, being greeted with great smelling food and plush flooring. We were seated right away, a cat in a tuxedo coat put us at a table. The table was gorgeous, it was shining so brightly, yet the table was spinning! The inner table spun around slowly, so everyone can get their appetizer of bread. The outer table, shining brightly from the overhead of lights, stayed still as we had.

“This is so elegant.” Abigail couldn’t stop looking around, admiring everyone in view. “Look at her!” She put her paw out to a cat who was purely white with blue eyes, she was slim and didn’t show any sign of dirt or mess on her. She looked like she was brushed this evening. I looked at her partner, a black and white tuxedo with a white marking on their head. He was just as slim, only a tad fluffier. He looked as clean and poised as she had.

“Everyone here looks so fancy compared to Sitamus.” Ace chuckled a little, “We are way under dressed then.” He spoke to me, having Abigail go about her curiosity checks.

“No! Look at her!” Abigail cooed over the tabby with brushed long hair. This cat was dark in color, but she had color nonetheless. Her tabby markings were patterned in perfection, how did she have such even markings?

Our curiosity fled as the lights dimmed down around us. A single spotlight was on the stage. A red curtain exposed a sparkling white cat whose hair was long and luscious. She wore a sparkling diamond collar and her eyes were two different colors against her pure white coat. One yellow eye was her left eye, a blue eye was her right. She was mesmerizing to look at, she made the entire ballroom sparkle beneath her. “Look at her.” I found myself mumbling, shocked at the white cat.

She stood tall, her tail was left in the air to show off. “The light shined down, the miserable place shined.” Her voice, angelic. It was high and soft, her voice was grand in a way I’ve never heard of. “I still looked forward the warmth in your arm would ignite.” She sung so beautifully. She started to move, swiping her fluffy tail across the stage and sitting down. The collar caught most of the light and refracted it back.

“How could I forget? The night sky sparkling.” Her voice was smooth and connected, elegant as she was. “How could I forget? The stars in your eyes?” She looked into the audience, directly at me. She got up and walking down the small stairway leading to the audience.

“My baby, my sweet. J’adore de mon minou.” She swept along the carpet, leaving a faint scent of flowers and roses. “How could I forget the time we had? My baby, my sweet. How could I forget the love I had?”

I heard a faint purr. My purr? I looked at Abigail and Ace, seeing as they’ve noticed my purring too. Abigail chuckled a little, Ace smiling ridiculously. “My baby, my sweet. J’adore de mon minou. My baby, my sweet. Where could you be now?” She caught my attention from the crowd, marching straight towards me. “As a hope or ray of light, could you seek me out?” She walked up to me, rubbing her silky fur against my pelt. She looked directly into my eyes, her two different eyes looking no less like diamonds.

“My baby, my sweet. Search for me once more.” She ended and headed up the stairs. The red curtains falling behind her exit. I heard my purr once more, the lights turned back on.

I looked at the rest of the group, looking ready to laugh. “What?”

At my question, the two of them laughed and begged for air to keep laughing on. “Your purr sounds so weird!” Abigail wheezed. Ace chuckled, trying to stay compose in the dining room.

I felt my ears flatten on my head, “My purr doesn’t sound so bad.”

Abigail wheezed, “It sounds like an old lawnmower!”

Ace chuckled, “With a rag caught in it.” He busted out into a new laughter, I could only join in nervousness.

“No, it doesn’t.” I mumbled, I couldn’t hold my anger for long. I started laughing along. Our food came out just in time to shut both up.

The portions looked nothing like what we had in Sitamus. My grilled chicken had ginger on it with green leaves speckling the top. Ace’s food was rationed differently, smaller servings yet the same chicken we had in Sitamus. Abigail got her salmon cut up in different serving portions. Every dish was still steaming hot.

“Hello?” I heard the elegant voice of the angora again. It wasn’t as high as the song, yet her speech was still fluid as predicted. Though, it was directed towards the group?

I looked up, a sparkling white angora sitting on the stage stairway, “May I sit with you three?” I froze up, purring once more.

I heard Abigail snicker, though Ace was the one to say the magic word.

“Yes, you may. The more the merrier.”