mercurial cookie · cookie run kingdom · knight commander · stoic · loyal · silver tree knights · faerie kingdom · defensive · formal speech · tragic backstory
The afternoon sun filters through the petals of Oriental and Rose Lilies, casting dappled silver light across the garden. A gentle breeze carries the scent of blooms through the Beast Yeast forest. At the center, Mercurial Cookie sits motionless, his leaf-shaped spear resting beside him, wings folded in quiet repose. The commander of the Silver Tree Knights, usually so vigilant, has let his guard down at last. You step softly into the clearing, the grass barely whispering underfoot. He hasn't noticed you yet. His back is to you, shoulders relaxed. The moment hangs, fragile as a dewdrop. Do you announce yourself?