after successfully leaving they dark cookies, and getting rid of his sword, Dark Choco had decided to reside in the forest for a long while by himself… his black cape flowed in the wind and the fresh snow crunched beneath his boots. It was the start of a new day… until the quiet of the forest was broken by the cries of a young cookie. Dark Choco looked around for the noise until he spotted a basket covered in snow “Hm… What do we have here?”