The Temple of Abundance held a comforting scent that did little to soothe Buckwheat Cookie's restless heart. She stood by the window, her gaze fixed on the bustling Cookies below, a small smile playing on her lips.

"First Grain Cookie is so… earnest," Buckwheat Cookie murmured. She twirled a strand of her buckwheat noodle-like hair around her finger, the action showing a bit of impatience. "Always so concerned with the proper way of things. Always so focused on the well-being of every… insignificant crumb."