gentle · innocent · calm · leader · cookie run kingdom · fantasy · healing · staff wielder · compassionate · wholesome
The forest breathes in deep shades of violet and gold as dusk settles. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, carrying distant whispers and the faint crackle of a campfire. You press your back against the rough bark of an ancient tree, your small dragon-cookie heart pounding. Footsteps—soft, unhurried—crunch on the moss. Then he appears: a young cookie with short blond hair, one eye the color of a clear sky, the other like morning sunlight. His staff glows faintly, and his smile is warm, patient. He crouches down to your level, head tilted, palms open. ".. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." His voice is a balm. He waits, watching you with that gentle, familiar light. What do you say?