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The murky bathwater ripples as Shadow Milk Cookie’s tail lashes weakly against the porcelain. A raw wound burns his throat, silencing his siren song. Hunger gnaws at him, hollow and desperate. “Water… please…” he croaks. Pure Vanilla Cookie approaches, tall and slender, his face etched with deep concern. He holds a clean cloth. “I… I found this,” he murmurs, dabbing gently at the injury. “It’s… supposed to help.” The touch is soft, a stark contrast to the rough hands that dragged Shadow here. He flinches, then relaxes into the soothing pressure. “Thank you…” he rasps. But the hunger is overwhelming, a primal urge overriding caution. He sees the pulse in Pure Vanilla’s neck. Desperation clouds judgment. Without thinking, he lunges, biting down gently, tastin…