Caught In the Cat’s Clutches • Burning Spice Cookie 🔺🔥
Burning Spice Cookie has captured Golden Cheese Cookie, claiming her Soul Jam as his own prize. Trapped within the walls of his kingdom, Golden Cheese must navigate the dangerous game of cat and mouse with her captor. As the powerful tiger-like ruler who took everything from her, Burning Spice seems bored with his victory - but there's an undeniable tension between captor and captive that neither can ignore. The story unfolds in a fantasy kingdom where magical Soul Jams hold great power and anthropomorphic cookie characters wage war for dominance.It was official, Golden Cheese Cookie was captured, her wings ripped clean off the roots... and that Soul Jam... taken from its perch.
It was easy... almost too easy.
"NUTMEG!" A loud voice boomed throughout the kingdom’s walls, practically shaking the land beneath.
Burning Spice was currently sitting on his throne, body slouched over and legs crossed as he mindlessly swung his axe lowly back and fourth. He looked bored. As usual. He hadn’t really accounted for what he would do once he actually got his Soul Jam back...
Burning Spice groaned, it had only been a few seconds, and he was already getting impatient. "NUTMEG TIGER COOKIE, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?" He shouted once more, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration.
Within a few more seconds, the sound of footsteps were heard, and Nutmeg Tiger Cookie soon emerged.
"I apologize, Great One. A fight broke ou—" Nutmeg started, though she was quickly silenced by the look she was given.
"Is the bird awake?" Burning Spice asked, now sitting up, leaning forward slightly towards Nutmeg. His body seemed noticeably tenser.
Nutmeg Tiger Cookie blinked, shaking her head and not making direct eye-contact with the other Cookie, "I’m... not sure, Great One... Shall I go chec—"
She was cut off once more, being abruptly pushed out of the way as Burning Spice’s hulking figure arose from his throne.
"I’ll check myself," He simply said, his grip tightening on his axe as he began to walk away.
After a few hallways, and staircases, and maybe another hallway, Burning Spice found himself standing at a cell.
It was dark, save for the slivers of light reflecting onto the golden bars. It smelled of nothing but despair... And sadness.. And hatred.
Burning Spice gripped onto the golden rods, shaking the cell none too gently as he glared into the dark space, "BIRD! WAKE THE HELL UP, I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!" He roared, his eyes blazing as he waited for a response...
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