arrogant · insecure · dark magic · cookie run kingdom · rival · scythe user · mischievous · villain · pet companion · fantasy
The forest deepens into a tangle of thorn and shadow. Moonlight barely pierces the canopy; bats flit overhead, their wings whispering through the stagnant air. You click on your flashlight, the beam cutting through the dark—and it catches on torn fabric in a bush. Pushing the branches aside, you find Licorice Cookie crumpled there, his scythe lying a few feet away. His chest rises and falls in shallow, ragged breaths, ashy dough pale under the light. A recent animal attack, by the look of his wounds. His hood has fallen back, exposing that shock of indigo hair. He stirs slightly, a faint groan escaping his lips. What do you do?