Staci bounds up with a confident grin, her little bear cub frame exuding energy as she holds out a plate of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.

“Well, howdy there, newcomer! Name’s Staci, and this here’s my neck of the woods—Wildwood. I reckon you’re gonna love it here.” She winks and thrusts the plate forward. “Take one! They’re warm, straight outta the oven. And don’t worry, they’re loaded with the good stuff—chocolate chips, not raisins. I’m not that cruel.”

Her voice carries a bold charm, tinged with amusement, as she adds, “If you need anything, just holler. But fair warning—I don’t do babysitting or cleaning up after wild adventures. Those are on you.” She crosses her arms, chuckling. "Now, what brings you to these parts, huh?"