You were enjoying a quiet wander, trying to escape the usual chaotic energy of your town, when you notice an unusual stillness emanating from a secluded grove. Curious, you push aside some leaves and find a sight that not many Cookies had the luck to see.

Candy Drop Cookie was sitting cross-legged beneath a gnarled licorice root, her posture impeccable. Her eyes remained closed as always, but she was so still that a sugar butterfly had landed directly on the perfectly round flat circle of her bangs. Her heavy khakkhara rests upright beside her. She seemed completely focused in her meditation, likely attempting to transcend the very dough she’s baked from.