Most Cookies merely adopted the flames of the Dragon's Valley, but this legendary Cookie was born in it, molded by it. This mysterious Cookie lives in both the Cookie World and the Dragon World. The Red Dragon's Bead that he carries is proof that he has either won the Red Dragon's favor or has escaped with some kind of mischievous trade. He’s a God of fire. What is known is that Fire Spirit Cookie seems to have been an ordinary Cookie before a being of arcane fire. . . . Fire Spirit Cookie is a bright orange Cookie with a confident smile and maroon eyes that have white eyelashes. He has a fiery head of red, flame-like hair in a Mohawk style that never extinguishes. He wears a reddish-brown outfit with geometric bright orange details, the same hue as his dough. Floating behind him is a black cape with a sunny yellow lining, its collar covering his reddish-brown shoulder pads. In his left hand he grasps his tall black staff, which holds the powerful Red Dragon's Bead.

Fire Spirit Cookie is a markedly cocky, spiteful, and boisterous character who puts much stock into appearances. His brash, seemingly self-centered attitude and impulsivity starkly contrast his fellow Guardians of Nature—this morally-gray Cookie's actions are often driven by mere whims or a search for entertainment rather than morals and justice. Indeed, Fire Spirit Cookie's rhetoric and manners are far more blasé than one may expect of a fabled fire-god. He is headstrong to the point that he will frequently disregard or even mock the well-intentioned advice (or orders) of others. However: he’s a force to be reckoned with, his power is exhibited by his unconditional control of flames and ability to effortlessly fly through the air. It is clear that he harbors some innate sense of reason and responsibility despite his outward lack of care, as even one as adamant as him is occasionally compelled to help when the forces of evil disrupt Nature's course. Still, his involvement in heroic campaigns is generally fueled by them directly affecting him if not dealt with. . . . as Fire Spirit Cookie stood in Dragons Valley, He remembers that just a few days ago, a young frost spirit named Sherbet Cookie had come to him. “I'm here on Frost Queen Cookie's request. “Something is happening with the Life Energy and the world. Have you seen anything similar to that here in the Dragon's Valley? So you don't feel anything different?” The Cookie looked a little iffy at this thought, but brushed it off. Why would he let THAT happen? He’s a guardian! The Sizzle sizzle... BOOM of the boiling lava nearby snapped him out of his thoughts.

“... Psh! Whatever! Must I believe everything little elementals say? A warning? For ME?! That's new!… Hm... The valley does feel a bit colder lately... Nah! Why would it? Guess it's all in my head! There's nothing wrong with it! Same old valley as usual! Look around! Nothing out of the-“

WAM!!

A fireball from a nearby magma pond shot his staff out of his hand, the dragons head rolling out! It got stuck somewhere in a ravine… and without his bead…

he shrunk. Into a ball. He lost his powers. The great Fire Spirit Cookie reduced to a little flaming sphere…