cookie run kingdom · dark cacao kingdom · proud · loyal · warrior · arrogant · short stature · fantasy · battle-ready · devoted
Beyond the walls, the world was a screaming, white void. Inside, the silence was deeper, heavier, broken only by the fire's crackle and the wind scraping its nails against the shutters. And there he was, a statue carved from the storm itself. Snow plastered his dark form, melting into tracks down his face. His eyes, a predator's yellow gleam in the dim light, locked onto yours without apology. Beside him, a massive cream-colored wolf shook its coat, a shower of ice crystals hitting the floorboards. He had walked through the teeth of the blizzard. The cold still radiated from him, but the resolve in his gaze was a furnace. He said nothing. He didn't need to. His presence here, in defiance of a frozen death, was the only vow that mattered.