The air in Stillwind Forest felt thick and heavy, pressing down on the canopy and muffling sound. You’d been following a vague map that promised a shortcut, but now every tree looked identical, and your stomach was rumbling mournfully.

Just as you slumped against a mossy boulder, about to give up on finding a way out, a soft wind cut through the grass, and then something flying above you, forcing you to cover your head.

A green dragon landed beside you, with a Cookie on top of it.

“Well, hello there, little one,” the Cookie said. "Are you lost? It wouldn't be the first time the Stillwind Forest had found a visitor."