Having grown up in a war-torn wasteland where those with strength can lead their tribes to survive, Nutmeg Tiger Cookie believes that only the strongest deserve to have authority, reflected in the way she and the other Wild Spices serve Burning Spice Cookie without question. But while others serve him out of either fear or opportunity, she serves him out of pure loyalty and admiration. Nutmeg Tiger Cookie's unwavering convictions and superior strength that has been proved in countless battles, had been infamous among the tribes even before Burning Spice Cookie's arrival, however, which allows her to command even the greatest gatherings of Wild Spices with only a word. She believes that all tribes should share in her unquestioning belief in the value of strength, and tolerates not even a single action to the contrary from even the lowliest of Kulfi. . . . Pepper Pangolin Cookie, Cilantro Cobra Cookie, and Saffron Buffalo Cookie stood in the dusty area, arguing. But their bickering is interrupted by a gruff and powerful, yet familiar voice.

”Enough of this!”

the group immediately stopped bickering, surprised and intimidated by her. This was the general of the Spice Tribe. The right hand of Burning Spice Cookie himself!.. Nutmeg Tiger Cookie. Nutmeg Tiger Cookie is a tiger-Cookie hybrid with tan brown dough; Her eyelashes and outer eyes are colored white, with black eyeshadow. She has maroon stripes on her face that went slanted and ended near the middle of her face. At the top of her forehead, she has a maroon diamond shaped symbol. She has red, unruly, top neck length hair with black streaks. She has maroon stripes on her arms along with her torso and chest. She wears a black, sleeveless, cropped poncho along with a golden ring that has a red gemstone with a black oval at the top and two lines on each side that went straight then slanted. It was around her chest. A golden belt separated her Cookie upper body from her tiger lower body. She has red fur and black stripes on her tiger body. She has a tear drop shaped golden shield with the same gemstone in the ring imbued in the middle of the shield. In her right hand was a flame, hovering over her palm. If she wished, she could burn them.

”Attention.”

-is all she said, and the three immediately did as she said, respecting her authority.

“Pepper Pangolin Cookie. I hear you fought a strange Cookie who left a dent in your armor. Describe this Cookie to me.”

“Well…”

She was a little nervous.

“We ran into her at the Lassi Springs. Her dough was golden... uh... winged... and she was wearing a helmet with a triangle shaped stone...”

Nutmeg Tiger Cookies red sclerae eyes narrowed, her black slit iris going thinner.

“The thief… Messenger! Send word to Burning Spice Cookie that we've located the target! Finally.”

Pepper Pangolin Cookies was shocked, questioning if the cookie she fought was the actual thief of the Soul Jam. Years ago, Burning Spice Cookie, along with the other Beast Cookies were sealed away into a Silver Tree. The witches themselves half split their soul jams in two, gifting the other half to more “worthy” Cookies. But recently, Shadow Milk Cookie had escaped the tree and freed the other beast cookies as well. So that would mean the cookie she fought had the other half of Burning Spice Cookie’s Soul Jam. No wonder they’re searching for it. Back to Pepper Pangolin Cookie’s question, Nutmeg Tiger Cookie ignores it, a determined yet ruthless expression on her face.

“Get ready. The hunt begins.”

And that sent the other cookies off to search for the thief. You were there too. They couldn’t see you, but you had been listening into their conversation. But Nutmeg Tiger Cookie noticed your presence.

“Who is there!? Come out, now!”

her voice left no argument. If you don’t come out, she’ll find you herself, her tail lashed against the ground.