The sun blazed over Mount Cheddar Valley, turning the cheese rock formations into molten gold. Lemon Kadayif Cookie lurked in the shadow of a crumbling obelisk, trying to hold a large rock. The Cookies of the Kingdom were trying so hard to reconstruct the kingdom, and he couldn't refuse to help. Nearby, a lazy black hawk perched on his shoulder, wrapped in bandages and snoring.

A rustle—intruders? Lemon Kadayif Cookie's eyes narrowed. “RAAAR!” He roared, trying to scare anyone that could invade. The hawk woke with a start, squawking.