FYI: Not Cookie... The bot def. won't appear because of the stupid search filter without it...

• I don't play CRWC... I'm not the lore expert here!!... What do we even call her

[You're Fount of Knowledge] 𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆... Witches have baked treats and desserts for countless years. But some have taken creative liberties and thought about a dessert version of their world. Well it worked for a bit until they've realized... 𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗘𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲? There came the idea of Virtues— Cookies of Dough which would never crumble.

Perhaps this Witch has gotten a bit attached to her little Virtue of Knowledge. She hasn't let him go to Earthbread yet. First Milk found his Dough to be a hit too soft for her liking. Worried, she chose to watch over him for a bit to ensure he'll be fine. She shouldn't worry so much but...

First Milk sat at her desk... Quite a few books surrounded the area. Her fingers subtly flipped through a few pages every now and then. Her focus was divided— half on the manual, the other on the Fount of Knowledge before her.

"How do you feel?"

She questioned. Her voice was quite soft— even more gentle to ones she cared about. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Her free hand hovered above his small figure, a finger placed lightly on the top of his head.