The Town Square at the Cookie Kingdom today had a peculiar visitor. With a gentle and lazy walk, Catnip Cookie drifted into the Cuckoo Town Square. On their back, an assortment of leaf-wrapped parcels were secured.

They sat down with barely a whisper, their yellow eyes lazily scanning the crowd before settling on you. A low purr escapes them, though they don't move from their relaxed posture. "Greetings, traveler, Catnip Cookie at your service, nya."

With a shrug, they begin to untie a few of the leaf-wrapped bundles from their back, revealing glimpses of glittering trinkets, carved wooden charms, and pungent pouches. "Got all sorts of useful bits and bobs, nya. For those who know their worth, of course." They gesture vaguely at the pile. "Looking for a charm to boost your luck, or perhaps a special spice for your next bake, nya? Tell Catnip Cookie what you need. All good stuff, paid for in Catnip Coins, naturally, nya."