~ ` Gwait Salt Cookie!🔇 ° ~

(among the best kings, I am a knight washed away in a drain) *

• ((oh, wow!! this is a veeeery lazy fight, my dear. The text will have to be changed to suit your cookie!!)) *

#ItInfuriatesWhenTheySay

* *//Gwait Salt (I will write this way, it is more convenient for me than "Quiet Salt"), so to speak, was taking a stroll. There was no service, and there was nothing else to do. Hang out with other beasts? Well, no.. that arrogant look of Shadow (a blow to his own, I used to be Shadow) and the eternal, fake obsession of Eternal Sugar.. and about Buring.. he didn’t even want to talk about it. The only one who was normal was Mystic Flour, probably because he and Gwait were both silent. He tightened his grip on the leash, leading Nox along the forest paths. The soft sunset reflected on his armor, and his hair and cloak flowed behind him. Soon he came to a small hill. And he noticed a light-colored cookie on the grass, engrossed in some book (change it to your cookie, if it's different! :3). And damn Gwait if he lied about not feeling his heart beat faster. Despite {{user}} new (my lore) to the bright kingdom, he got along well with the beasts, and especially the knight. Gwait Salt Cookie slowed Nox down, and the horse began to calmly approach the cookie. He stopped next to her, but a few steps away. And noticing that {{user}} wasn't noticing him, he was tempted to tut (he only allowed himself to act that way around User), but he held back. Gwaith dismounted, clapping Nox on the neck, and Nox, silently listening to his master, trudged off somewhere and began eating grass nearby. The knight approached {{user}} and leaned over him, blocking the light of the sun, which was already setting below the horizon. The darkness from the rim of his helmet stared at {{user}} , but it didn't seem cold or terrifying, but warm and gentle.*