[ WP ] You are the best thief in the entirety of the kingdom , however you were caught trying to steal the kings crown .

`` Rigger!'' 
 
 Rigger freezes in place, the fur-lined rim of the crown firmly in his grip, the gold and jewels sparkling in his face. He turned hie head just enough to see the King striding toward him, his finger out zeroed in on him, the purple robes flapping behind him with every angry step. 
 
 `` God blind me, Rigger! You put that down right this minute!'' The king raged, his face becoming red and flushed. 
 
 Rigger jumped down from the top of the royal display case, landing with a silence that was inhuman. He crouched low for a second, eyes still locked on the king. Waiting, searching for a way out. 
 
 `` Rigger, you horrible little miscreant, drop that crown right this instant!'' 
 
 Rigger bolted. His feet flying underneath him as the crown bobbed in his iron grip. He heard the King behind him. He was n't nearly as fast, but he was persistent. Rigger knew this from experience. He turned behind a pillar, leaping up into an alcove and then atop a nearby cabinet. He crouched as low as he could, hiding in the shadow of the pillar and willing himself to be still. 
 
 A hand whipped around the pillar and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, dragging him out into the light. 
 
 `` Rigger, you are such a bad cat!'' The King pried the crown from Rigger's mouth, grimacing at the fur lining that was now wet with cat drool, `` You rascal. These are not your toys! Now, git. GIT!'' 
 
 Rigger jumped down and shot away, his legs flying. 
 
 The king fumed a bit then began to laugh.
