The little mongoose snickered and nibbled at his fur teasingly with her fangs. "Well, ya better not forget again! It's an important title, ya know!" She was kidding, of course. It wasn't as if she was actually born into royalty. She just called herself a Queen and everyone else went along with it without question. Even the Merrymen didn't question her title. She didn't know why but they just didn't, all it would take would be a large enough animal to just stomp her and take the title but no one ever did. Perhaps she was just that good of a leader or perhaps it was more to it than that.

She remembered. The last time she'd seen him he'd been beaten up as well by that stupid Boneheaded King. Puh. What she wouldn't give to have her revenge on him but oh yeah, she couldn't! Her battle beast was here and half-dead! "Don't worry about it, we all get busy sometimes... That's life for ya. In any case it's probably good ya didn't come around before, lotta stuffs been happenin' back at the home base." Her white tipped tail flicked towards Baratheon. "Lotta stuff includin' him that apparently ain't gonna happen anymore." Oh, she needed to speak to that fox. Ask him what the big idea was. Oh! It got under her fur to even think that he'd ruin all those carefully made plans! After he'd run the risk of getting them all killed too! Why it just--

"Diamondfang, huh? You really are a treasure, you know that?"

Her cheeks and ears flushed as a warmth flooded to them. It didn't help when the fisher nuzzled his muzzle against her cheek. A treasure? Boy, she certainly knew treasure and to be called one herself made her one happy mustelid. For a moment she said nothing, only turned her head and began to rub her own pointed muzzle against the larger one of Fisher's. For a few moments she only rubbed against him until finally she spoke. "Thanks, Fishy..." No snark, not until she gave him a soft lick and looked up at him. "What sorta mind games are ya playin' at, hmm?" On her face was a smitten smile that exposed her pink fang. Diamondfang played mind games all the time, she even used flirtatious words on those that were weak minded enough to listen. Was this the way she made others feel? Was she the weak minded one this time? Listening to the words of the fisher cat and being lulled into a sense of security... Her paws didn't even itch to pilfer, not at the moment, they just itched to rub against the fisher's fur.


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Fisher wondered just what Diamondfang was going on about with the King of Blood... Just what did she have to do with him? He considered asking about it, y'know, telling her how that beast had practically murdered him and his best buds, but it would kind of ruin the mood now then wouldn't it?

Not that there was much of a mood, with the noise and the squawking of panicked birds and the smell of blood and burnt flesh and fur, but still. He could nearly forget all that with her around, his beady eyes focused on her frame and his nose buried in her fur.

After all, she certainly got all cuddly when he said his dumb line before his brain caught up to his mouth to stop him. He was being an absolute fool caught in her dainty little paws and she knew it, which was why her soft lick and gentle smile really tossed him for a loop. He couldn't tell if he was getting played by the Queen of Thieves or being the player, but one thing was for sure, he certainly didn't know the rules that mind games involved, much less how to win 'em.

"I'm not playing games," came his bashful reply, dropping his nose down under her muzzle and brushing under her beautiful smirk. His eyes fluttered shut, his heart racing so loudly he could feel the pulse in his ears. "Just sayin' whatever comes to mind, I suppose. Unless that's a type of mind game I don't know about." But truly, he was an honest noodle.

... At least, to those he cared about, and when it mattered. Lying was something he wasn't good at yet, something he was still working on mastering, for his own sake. He held some secrets, some deep buried lies, but the thoughts of his past mistakes her long gone in the bliss of the moment.

A grin crept on to his face as he whipped out another line he might regret-- this time less flirty and more teasing, though perhaps it was one in the same, "You're the clever one, I'm just the big dumb zappy noodle guy who's better at climbing than you."

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"I'm not playing games," Oh? Then what exactly was this? How could he say those things so easily? Make the heat come to her cheeks and ears if he wasn't intending to do them? All she'd ever known was lies and deceit ever since the day she was born... No... No, not the day she was born because on that day she met Fisher and all they'd done was have an honest competition. After they'd parted ways that was when her thieving life had begun. Fisher was in the close circle of dishonest criminals that she associated with, he was... a good guy. One that could easily be played by her and every single one of her comrades... Even now she could attempt to work her mind and provide her own words to make him feel as she did. To lure him into a false sense of security so she could rob him later...

But she didn't want that. For once in her life she didn't want to get into someone else's head and use them for later. She just wanted to... Well, she didn't know what she wanted but it wasn't to take. She just wanted him and to sit here wrapped in his fur and in his embrace. It was like stealing a priceless good. Only... That priceless good was just his companionship. It was strange and weird and it made her feel weak. She didn't like to feel weak, she liked to feel in control but she couldn't wrestle it back. The thing in her chest which she never listened to until now dictated that she stay and listen to his words and to let the Fisher comfort her.

So strange emotions... She was a messed up noodle but she didn't want to be fixed... Not yet.

"Then you're pretty good at 'sayin' whatever comes t'mind'." And she was an excellent judge of that. The tiny mongoose stared into his eyes, for once in her life unsure of what to do exactly or what to say. Until he uttered his last line and it came almost like breathing. "Well I'm still better at diggin' an' takin' your worms, ya big noodle. 'Though I'll agree with the clever part." Compliments to her prolific brain, how she loved them. "Tell ya what... You can be th'zappy noodle an' I'll be the clever noodle. How's that sound, eh?" She leaned forward to rub her nose against his forehead playfully.


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There was a hiccup of awkwardness between the pair, a breathe where a pause took hold-- where the pair of them were all too aware of the budding emotions stemming between them.

Good thing Fisher knew how to break some tension with a good ol' witty remark to bring up old rivalries. The childlike abandon that he once lived through vicariously he tapped into in that moment, and she shot back her own sharp-tongued pink-tooth-tipped retort, smirk flashing through her muzzle. It was hard to ignore the way she had grown into her regal position, though she had gained some less royal scars, and he wondered if he could have changed that, if he had simply...

Ah, but the past was the past. She was still a noodle through and through, Queen or not, and together they would always share that quiet bond. A memory flitted through his mind, of past noodles, furry and not, who had vanished into the bleak, void of his dreams, never to be seen again. He hoped that he would always find his way back to her, where other mustelids had fallen into the shadows.

Realizing that he had zoned off with the stupidest, dumbest grin across his own maw, the noodle snorted and laughed suddenly, a big bubbling laughter that made his sides ache. "A'course, Fang, a'course," he choked out through his laughter, pushing his nose into her scruffy, loose neck fur.

"Them's the roles we were born to play, yeah? You, the brilliant, ravishing queen, and me the dapper, dashing rapscallion!" He snickered more, making hissing, zapping noises with his teeth, wriggling against her soft, almost dusty fur.

@Diamondfang

Even with the silly grin on his face the tiny queen didn't notice. Her mind was absorbed in his laughter and the particularly strange yet pleasant feeling of bliss in her gut. A new and welcome sensation that left her questioning her entire mindset... which was not necessarily welcome. However, she couldn't ponder that for very long when Fisher spoke again. His words brought out a thrill of her own laughter as she pretended to wriggle away from his hissing mouth, one paw playfully pushing at his nose. "An' I think we fit'em quite well!"

More words nearly came from her own mouth before she heard the distinct click of claws heading in her own direction. Her head turned sharply to see a large black dog coming right for them. Was that one of Fisher's friends? Either way, Fang didn't want to be caught in such a precarious position nor did she want to risk herself being seen as a simple weakling. A slightly irritated hiss came from between her fangs, upset that their time was over.

"Sorry, Fishy... I think that's my cue to go..." The queen could feel her fur prickle as she changed her coat from its normal dusty-red hues to something muted and gray like the ground around them. Then, after giving him several licks and finally holding her forehead to his she whispered, "Don't forget, Fishy-baby, Monoceros..." With that, she wriggled herself free of his embrace and dashed away to Polaris. Her fur already missed the warm feel of the fisher's but it couldn't be helped... He had a family and she had thievery.


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As much as Fisher wanted to kidnap the queen for the rest of the day, she was a slippery noodle and he was too tired, too weak, to protest as she started to pull away again. He could hear the others coming over though, and as much as he'd like to introduce them to one another, he could understand wanting to slip away before getting entangled into a gushy family snuggle time.

"See you around, Fang," he mumbled, flashing her a tiny toothy grin. He raised a paw to put over his nose a moment later, his eyes fluttering shut as though he was asleep the whole time. He'd keep their whole situation a bit of a secret if that was what she wanted, for whatever reason. Maybe the situation in Monoceros was a bit sketchy. No big deal.

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