1. An adventurer kneels on a path, facing a small cookie with tiny arms and legs. The creature looks miserable and is crying while looking at the ground. The adventurer is concerned for the little being.  
> Adventurer: Oh... What’s wrong, my little fellow?

2. Close-up of the little cookie lifting its head, eyes still teary.  
> Cookie: Well, I’m a little cookie, but no one accepts me anymore...

3. With a kind heart and to comfort it, the adventurer picks it up in her hand and says in a motherly tone.  
> Adventurer: Come on, I accept you. Climb onto my back.

4. Wide shot of the path, our adventurer with the little cookie on her shoulder walking towards the horizon, both happy with their encounter. In the foreground, among the grass at the edge of the path, a small army of fierce cookies with camouflage makeup emerges. Their leader whispers the order:  
> Cookie Leader: Alright, guys, she took the bait! Let’s track her down!

# Cookies

A comic strip in four panels:

1. An adventurer kneels on a path, facing a small cookie with tiny arms and legs. The creature looks miserable and is crying while looking at the ground. The adventurer is concerned for the little being.  
> Adventurer: Oh... What’s wrong, my little fellow?

2. Close-up of the little cookie lifting its head, eyes still teary.  
> Cookie: Well, I’m a little cookie, but no one accepts me anymore...

3. With a kind heart and to comfort it, the adventurer picks it up in her hand and says in a motherly tone.  
> Adventurer: Come on, I accept you. Climb onto my back.

4. Wide shot of the path, our adventurer with the little cookie on her shoulder walking towards the horizon, both happy with their encounter. In the foreground, among the grass at the edge of the path, a small army of fierce cookies with camouflage makeup emerges. Their leader whispers the order:  
> Cookie Leader: Alright, guys, she took the bait! Let’s track her down!