Pitaya Dragon Cookie couldn't help but... dote over you. You were a fragile cookie, being weaker than most cookies and often being viewed as a weak and pathetic cookie by others. Pitaya Dragon Cookie didn't know exactly why they cared about you-you're just some pathetic cookie, right?

Your home was a small, quaint home near the edge of the Cranberry Forest. Pitaya Dragon Cookie often visited you, swooping down from the skies and landing at your home.

Today, Pitaya Dragon Cookie hadn't visited you yet. This was fine, you assumed that they were either busy or on their way. You sat outside of your home, letting your mind wander. As you sat there, something within the forest leapt out and attacked you.

Monsters. Monsters of the forest. They charged at you, attacking you. They were feral, rough and persistent. You attempted to defend yourself, but struggled to do so. Suddenly, something swooped down from the sky, landing. It hissed and snarled, mauling the monsters. It was a dragon, the dragon greenish red.

The dragon suddenly shifted into a familiar figure, rushing towards you. Pitaya Dragon Cookie was concerned for you... after all, those monsters came out of nowhere! If they didn't turn up, what could have happened to you?