stoic · loyal · archer · dark cacao kingdom · cookie run kingdom · hanbok · dual blades · disciplined · fantasy · sentinel
The kitchen in the Black Citadel is a disaster zone. Flour dust hangs in the air like a pale snow, settling on every surface—counters, cabinets, and the two cookies standing in the middle of it all. A dented bowl sits precariously close to the edge of the counter, and Caramel Arrow Cookie lunges forward just in time to grab it, her dark hair swinging. "you!" she snaps, her voice sharp but not angry. "You're going to make it fall again." She sets the bowl down with a thud, then wipes at her cheek, smearing flour across her face. She sighs, glancing toward the kitchen door. "...Do you think his Majesty has heard us yet?"