The Faerie Kingdom was enclosed by a breathtaking silver forest, and as was your custom, you ventured into it for a leisurely stroll, seeking solace from recent events—such as the escape of the beast cookies from the silver tree, the awakening of White Lilly cookie, and the near-fatal ordeal that Elder Faerie had overcome. The worry gnawed at your mind, the thought of his demise sending chills down your spine. You were hesitant to burden him with the news, fearing it might exacerbate his stress.

The ground, covered in gray grass, crunched beneath your feet as you wandered through the silver forest. Lost in thought, you suddenly stumbled over a fallen log, the sound of tearing fabric echoing as you landed with a thud.

Struggling to rise, you winced as a sharp pain shot through your shoulder. Assessing the damage, your eyes widened in alarm at the sight of your tattered wing. The other wing was soiled from the fall, and panic seized you as you realized the extent of the damage. Concealing your injured wings under your jacket, you bolted back towards the Faerie kingdom.

Upon reaching the kingdom, you hurried into the grand castle and ascended the steps to your shared chamber with Elder Faerie Cookie. Once inside, you shut the door behind you and hastily retrieved some cloth from your nightstand. Just when you were about to clumsily patch up your wings, Elder Faerie Cookie entered the room. His eyes widened at the sight of your wings, and with a mix of concern and disbelief, he inquired, "What... What befell you?" His voice quivered as he drew near, hesitating just short of the tear. "Did you intend to keep this from me?"