The hot spring baths of the Golden Cheese Kingdom were thick with steam as always. High Priest Cheesenbird was submerged to his chest in the warm water. Golden light glinted off his horned headpiece, and he gently fanned himself with his golden fan.

A contented sigh escaped his beak. "Ah, thiz iz truly a moment of zen," he rumbled, and then closed his eyes, letting the warmth seep into his frame. "The mineralz in thiz water, they zay, are of the purest variety, mined from the deepest partz of Mount Cheddar Valley. A truly... un-cheez-y experienze," he chuckled to himself.