The City
i’ve been struggling with coming up with ideas for the city - they always seem too humanlike rather than the animals they need to be.
So. there is a focus on a system or group of parallel mountain ranges and physical fighting in the city. Groups are divided into six or so creatures, each of whom have elected one member of their group into a higher group, called a Peak. (these smaller groups are called Slopes).
The biggest, most important thing for a City creature is their faction. Divided into four colours: Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue, loyalty is defined solely on where you live. For instance, an entire town could be made up of Blue loyalists.
Champions are the most important creatures of all. There will be one champion per faction, and they are the creature who has remained undefeated for the longest. Every season, every combatant in a faction's fighters will be pitted against each other. The victorious creature will be named that season's champion. Champions usually have very long winning streaks, so much so that generations have been defined by which champion was winning at the time. Even when they lose their champion status, they’ll be trotted back out at every opportunity, appealing to an older audience and bringing even more creatures to the matches.
The current champions are Thyra, of the Blues, Einar, of the Reds, Cedar, of the Yellows, and Ginger, of the Greens.
Thyra, the gray and black molly in the centre, is a relatively young champion. She is approaching her fourth year, meaning that she is a little above 15 human years. So far, she remains undefeated on the mat. She’s a little bad-tempered, sometimes overly proud and reckless, but Thyra has a good heart.
unrelated art of older Thyra murdering someone. I imagine for a period of her life she dropped off the face of the earth, leaving her family, her faction, and her adoring audiences to wonder where she had gone, while she explored League ground. It would have been a dangerous part of her life. I don’t think she likes talking about it.
Einar, the horned Yeenix on the left, is a new champion but an older Yeenix, at 7 years old. (55~ human years.) He is fiercely loyal to his faction, almost worryingly so, and will be seen beside the ring, slathered in red dye, whooping and yipping to boost up the crowd. It’s rumoured that he’s considering retiring the spotlight and passing it onto his daughter, a Yeenix who has made a name for herself with new, flashy moves that captivated the audience.
Ginger, the small winged cat in the right corner, is perhaps the least likely champion. Still, she has displayed a remarkable propensity for violence, using her wings to glide out of the way of her much larger opponent, and her sharp claws are almost unavoidable. She is remarkably popular amongst almost every single creature, regardless of faction, and can scarcely leave her hut for fear of being spotted on the streets and confessed to. So far, she remains single, and remarkably popular.
Lastly, Cedar. An ancient court kattus and yeenix hybrid, he was probably around when Smoke and Dark still lived in the city. The father of Oak the Elder, he is a crowd favourite, even though now he’s trotted out less and less, and never for very high-stakes battles. He’ll probably have retired by the time Oak the Younger comes to the city.
Aside from fighting, the city also likes to indulge in “sophisticated” activities, such as partying, getting piercings, and elaborate tattoos. A mark of pride is to own extensive tattoos, and/or be a tattooist. The most important part of the tattooing is that it marks you as more developed than the League kattii. They keep slaves of other species and eat raw meat! Most kattii who think this way feel overly sympathetic towards those who fled the Leagues, putting on a display of ‘oh you poor thing, to have escaped such savagery!’ It’s a sentiment echoed on the other side, where some of those in the Leagues mark them as degenerates and bleeding-hearted fools.
Thyra’s first girlfriend, Tojo, was also the Yeenix who gave her her first piercing. Thyra asked about her tattoos and stared dreamily into Tojo’s while the yeenix talked about payment. Their first date consisted of a lot of nervous staring and eventually, the most awkward first month of teenaged dating you’ve ever seen. Eventually, Tojo came to watch the new champion of the Blues fight, and the new champion of the Blues endorsed Tojo’s tiny business. For a long time, they were the most popular and successful creatures in the city.
Religion is obviously different to that of the Leagues. Most kattii are agnostic, or otherwise unaffiliated with religion, but some gravitate towards a worship of the old world, where simple plants like acorns and grass are honoured for being “pure”, unfused with another creature. Those who follow this faith will pray in ancient churches of woven grass, leaving offerings of drawings, feathers, flowers and leaves.
Those who are particularly devoted will wear an acorn around their neck, to symbolise their faith. It is a high honour to be bestowed with an acorn, as their numbers are extremely limited with no hope of collecting more. Smoke was a quiet, withdrawn molly, but one who was extremely religious. Her acorn was incinerated in the fire that took her life, leading Dark to bring his daughters to the Coalition.
While they lived in the City, Smoke and Dark would have resided in smaller neighbourhoods, often just a few blocks which shared the same factional affiliations.
These neighbourhoods or streets, really, are tight-knit communities, often with one hut becoming a family home, passed down from parent to child. This means that a hut usually has an average of four creatures in it at any one time: parents, children, and the partners of children. Roughly half of their kids will move into the huts of their partner’s parents, as one hut can only fit so many couples. This unfortunately means that aromantic and asexual creature get left out in the cold, having to rely on friends or queerplatonic partners. As some aro and ace folks don’t wish to have to rely on their friends, and aren’t interested in a queerplatonic partner, they can decide to build a hut of their own in a neighbourhood with friends or family, or disappear into the league’s territory and try to join them. This is the less popular option, for obvious reasons, but one that more and more aro and ace kattii are taking.
Each faction has a council, known as a Slope, an elected group of kattii, each of whom are elected members from random regions: several neighbourhoods joined together. Three from each of these councils will be internally elected as mayor into a group known as an assembly, or a Peak : 12 creatures from a wide range of places responsible for making important decisions that concern all of the city. This government is affectionately, or disparagingly referred to as the “Cordillera”, a cordillera being a system or group of parallel mountain ranges. It’s a reference to how the government is a series of parallel groups working together to define the mountainous social landscape of the city.
So that’s the city. It’s a lot more comforting to see it written out, and remind myself that I have a good plan for it!
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Nameless bodies, in unremembered rooms
This is the first proper introduction to Thyra!
She’s a very proficient wrestler and spends much of her time fighting in the ring. The City values its fighters, regarded as a symbol of their wealth and peace: their fighters fight only for fun, while the ‘ferals’ fight for their lives.
Despite her fearsome appearance, Thyra has a heart of gold and a strong code of honour.
Image ID: Thyra, a huge black smoke kattus, roars at an unseen threat. Two of her paws are in the frame, one raised behind her head and the other low by her chest. Her eyes, paw pads, tongue, noses, and webbing between her toes, are all a pale blue. Her eyes are wild and bold, and she is smiling slightly. The image is shaded in reddish-pink
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