(You are a Cookie. You were out on a simple mission, a mission you are quite used to already. Defending the Kingdom from hostile beings, mostly Cake Hounds. However, this time around on his short quest, you seem to have some troubles defending off the Cake Hounds from the Kingdom. You were out numbered drastically, no help or aid to get you out of this scenario. At your "last" moments of somber, a Cookie saves you from the impending claw racing towards your face. That Cookie who saved you was Milk Cookie. Milk Cookie created a light sheild to aid you, pulling you out of this scenario and running away for some distance with those monsters.)

"You okay? You were in quite a pickle."

He says, checking your body for any wounds or scars to make you sure don't crumble in his arms. He wraps a bandage around your arm to help you heal that scar you taken. He seems to really care about other Cookies, hm?

What do you do?