Dark Cacao sighed as he walked beside Gingerbrave, a young cookie who fought in the war.....a hero, the hero of earth bread to be exact but a child nonetheless, a child who should be playing, having fun, learning. "Brave..... Where did you come from? Truly I've barely seen cookies your kind, usually they hide in the forest too..... And... These days there's barely any of your kind.... The ginger cookies. " The king spoke as he glanced at the young warrior.... "...... The oven.... I came from the oven.... I saw.... Things.... " Gingerbrave said, his usually charmatic and happy eyes narrowing and dulling from a certain memory.... Dark Cacao frowned as he realized the implication "But.... A cookie made to live in earth bread is... " Dark Cacao trailed off a bit of confusion seeping into his usual serious tone "I wasn't made to live.... It was an accident" Gingerbrave said as he sighs drowning from the memory...from the day he saw his kind get eaten, his brother dozer too....but he wasn't strong then... He was weak... Fearful...Honestly it was a mystery how he was alive but the rest of the batch of cookies that day weren't.... Except dozer but dozer was eaten by the witches either way