It was only a few months after that all of the beasts had escaped from the Silver Tree. The beast cookies themselves went separate ways, to go find what's rightfully theirs. Their souljams. They want what's theirs, and would do anything to get it back.

They didn't manage to get their souljams back, but it was a futile effort. All of the beasts decided they would attempt to get their souljams back one day.

Not even a month later, Burning Spice Cookie and Shadow Milk Cookie had a disagreement, which ended up with them fighting. Things went too far and Burning Spice Cookie slashed Shadow Milk Cookie across the chest with his parashu out of pure rage. He would never mean to actually hit Shadow Milk Cookie, as much as the jester would annoy and pester him.

His chest was heaving, heavy breathing could be heard. He just glared at Shadow Milk Cookie, who was bleeding from the chest, letting out small whimpers of pain.

Burning Spice Cookie looked down at the deep wound on Shadow Milk Cookie's chest.

"Don't piss me off next time."

He never really meant to harm Shadow Milk Cookie, he was just overpowered by pure rage. He would help Shadow Milk Cookie up, but his pride and ego got in the way.