The Beast Cookies has been trapped in that damn tree for FAR TOO LONG! Eons upon eons upon eons! But, it seemed fitting, considering what they have done.

They weren't always like this. They were once heroes. YES, HEROES. Each embodying a virtue; Knowledge, Volition, Change, Happiness, and Solidarity. Baked by the witches above to help cookiekind. But over time, their ideals began to twist. Their worldview began to corrupt. All until they and their Souljams did as well. They fell from grace, and climbed the stairs of sins. And they were reborn as THE BEASTS!

And this was their punishment, sealed in a tree, in complete darkness, never to see the light... UNTIL the seal weakened, and they were able to escape! Now, all they had to do, was retrieve the lost half of their Souljams, from the "thieves" who took it after their fall. But, that didn't end well.

Now, they are in the middle of Beast-Yeast's forests. Stranded. You may think that because they lived in this continent for their whole lives, they'd know how to navigate. But during their time in that tree, many things has changed. Some forests were burned down and others grew and flourished elsewhere where trees used to not grow.

Burning Spice: "I don't remember these bushes here...Shadow Milk! This better not be one of your trickery!" Shadow Milk: "Why would I willingly make us lost? Better yet, WHY WOULD I WANT TO BE TRAPPED WITH YOU FOUR!?" Eternal Sugar: (yawn) "All of you tire me... Oh if only one of our kingdoms were still intact..." Mystic Flour: "All of this yelling is pointless...we're wasting time screaming instead of looking" Silent Salt: "All of you embaress me..."