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Yang looked at the princess. "I don't think she qualifies as a cat."

Her high priest and high priestess looked at each other. Neither of them looked as though they wanted to speak. In contrast, the princess looked very much like she wanted to say something, and from the expression on her face, what she wanted to say was not at all for polite company.

"With all due respect, Most Honoured Goddess," her high priest began. "But I would like to point out her Royal Highness's cat ears."

"…" Yang raised one eyebrow. "And?"

"Surely, Most Honoured Goddess, if someone has cat ears that means they ought to qualify as a cat." He paused. "And you did ask us to find you the most wonderful cat in all the world. Having searched far and wide, we could think of no finer cat than the Jewel of Menagerie herself, our beloved Princess Blake."

"…" Yang covered her face with one hand. This was what she got for joking around with her clergy. This was almost as bad as the time Ruby had joked about cookies buying safe passage to the afterlife. It was now customary all over the world for people to be buried with a pack of cookies to avoid displeasing Death. "I was joking. I also thought you'd go out and get me an actual cat, not a person."

"Someone can be both a cat and a person," the high priest replied. "Like Princess Blake."

"She is a cat Faunus," Yang said. "Not a cat."

"Some would argue that a cat Faunus is a kind of cat."

Yang's eyes narrowed. The flames that lit the braziers in the temple shifted slowly from their normal orange to a shimmering gold. "Are you contradicting me?"

Her High Priest bowed low. "I would never dream of contradicting you, Most Honoured Goddess." He paused. "But I do feel morally obligated to point out that if you carefully examine how people define the idea of a 'cat', then Princess Blake would qualify."

"And how, precisely, have you decided to define what is or is not a cat?" Yang scowled. This was what she got for spending so much time with her clergy. The senior members, like this fellow, who had known her for practically their entire lives had a tendency to become a bit fanatical. They would go above and beyond the letter of her orders to better serve what they saw as the spirit of her orders.

"A cat has four limbs," the high priest began. "As does Princess Blake. A cat also has cat ears, as does Princess Blake. Ergo, Princess Blake qualifies as a cat."

Yang stared at her high priest in disbelief. "That's it…? That's your argument for her being a cat?"

"Basically, yes."

Yang looked heavenward. Why couldn't her high priest be sensible like Ruby's? Sure, he was seemingly obsessed with the idea that Ruby was ravishing some mortal princess senseless all the time, but other than that, he was remarkably sensible. For instance, he had the good sense to ask her for confirmation whenever Zwei tried to rewrite scripture to include mandatory belly rubs and naps on people's laps. "That is not nearly good enough."

"If I may," her high priestess said. "We've become concerned for you, Most Honoured Goddess."

Yang raised one eyebrow. "Concerned… for me? I am god. I wield nigh-limitless power. Amongst the gods of war and battle, I can honestly say that there are very, very few who can match me. Why would you be concerned about me?"

"You are, of course, our Most Honoured and Beloved Goddess. Your beauty surpasses the sun, and your might can shake the heavens and the earth. There is no one we would rather serve than you." The high priestess paused. "But we've kind of been hoping we could have a demigod to serve too."

"…" Yang's eye twitched. "Really?"

"Yes, really." The high priestess nodded sagely. "Our predecessors have kept immaculate and detailed records. Although you have been in relationships in the past, you have yet to sire a demigod child. There is nothing we would enjoy more than to serve not only you but also one of your children."

"…" Yang took a deep, deep breath. Immolating the two highest-ranking of her clergy was not the answer. "And did either of you think of asking the princess about that?"

The high priestess shrugged. "We assumed that the princess would be utterly captivated by your beauty, intelligence, wit, and power." She nudged the princess with her elbow. "You have been utterly captivated, haven't you?"

The princess's face contorted. "I…"

"You may speak freely," Yang said. "I'm not in the habit of forcing people into anything."

The princess sighed. "Thank the gods." She took a deep breath. "With all due respect, these two are crazy. They told me there would be tuna and then dragged me to your temple."

Yang tilted her head to one side. "They managed to lure you to my temple by claiming there would be tuna. You're a princess. Couldn't you just have gotten tuna brought to your palace?"

The princess blushed. It was, Yang thought, rather fetching. "It does sound awful when you put it like that."

Yang shook her head. "It does, doesn't it? I'll tell you what. Since it was my high priest and high priestess who tricked you into coming here, how about I walk you back to your palace? It's the least I can do."

Princess Blake nodded in relief. "I would appreciate that. Thank you."

As the pair walked off in the direction of the palace, the high priest and high priestess gave each other a thumb's up.

Step one of Project Get A Demigod To Serve was a success!

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Author's Notes

As always, I do not own RWBY. I'm not making any money off of this either.

And you thought Ruby's (Death's) clergy was bad? Yeah. They've got nothing on Yang's. Seriously, though, it is the dream of every god's clergy to not only serve their god but also their demigod children as well. And if their god doesn't currently have any, well, they just might scheme and plot to try to get some. Also, if you've enjoyed my fan fiction, you should check out my original fiction. You can find me on Amazon and Audible as L. G. Estrella.

As always, I appreciate feedback. Reviews and comments are welcome.