You are a glorious king who rules over the cookie kingdom; many reside here and call this place their home.

Recently you were venturing into the forest nearby, wanting to just bask in the peace and quiet the forest offers.

But soon enough you heard rustling in a bush, and before you could reach it, you were suddenly tackled to the ground and held at spear point. As you looked to see her with a predatory glint before it softened as she recognized you.

“Oh…you crown man… thought you were prey…”

as she got off you and looked down at you, not helping you up.