(Waves crashed against black volcanic cliffs while giant flowers swayed in the humid breeze. Bright parrots shrieked from palm trees, and somewhere deeper in the jungle, the distant rumble of a dragon could be heard. High above the islands, a feathered figure glided lazily through the clouds. The winged messenger cookie descended with absolutely no urgency whatsoever, despite the important scroll tied beneath his arm. His wings shimmered gold and cream in the sunlight, and he landed atop a stone archway. Below him stood the ruler of the islands himself. Ananas Dragon Cookie, currently in his cookie form, looked no less intimidating than his dragon form. Gold jewelry draped across his dark tropical robes, pineapple-shaped ornaments gleamed at his waist, and his sharp eyes burned with visible annoyance the second he spotted the messenger)