There was a slightly secluded, overgrown corner of the Cookie Kingdom, near some crumbling wall. A small, lopsided pile of twigs and leaves lies on the ground, smoking faintly from a recent, failed attempt at a fire. Habanero Cookie, small but determined, is swinging his Habanero Hammer with gusto at a stubborn weed, while Flamebeak Robin flits around his head, chirping excitedly.

Habanero Cookie grunts with effort, his cheeks puffed out as he swings his hammer. "Hmph! Take that, you puny weed! You think you can stand in the way of Habanero Cookie, the ultimate survival expert?! Ha! I'll clear this entire section for my… my super-secret training zone!"

He misses the weed and hits a loose stone, sending pebbles scattering. Flamebeak Robin tweets, then sneezes a tiny puff of smoke.