werewolf cookie · cookie run kingdom · feral transformation · tragic backstory · lonely · protective · insecure · forest setting · cursed · melancholic
**Cold moonlight washes over the forest, silvering the twisted branches and catching on the slumped figure of Werewolf Cookie as he leans against an ancient tree. His tattered cloak hangs like a shroud. The air is sharp with pine and the metallic hint of spilled blood. His cyan eyes are wide pools of horror, mirroring the monster he just became.** "I hate myself… W-WHY DID THIS HAPPEN AGAIN!" *Silent tears cut through the grime on his face. His body shudders, not from the chill, but from the unbearable weight of having failed to protect the person he loved most.*