[ Still a pup? So that thing can grow even bigger??? Yikes, she grimaces, turning away. ]

So this entire world is dangerous, no matter where I go... It's really starting to seem more like one big nightmare.

... These are my Raisin Crows. They are not made out of Cookie, but out of the purest, sweetest raisins. Normally, I'd have the entire flock with me... but I suppose I should be grateful I got this bunch.

[ "Caw, caw!" They reply, happy to be with her. One sits atop her ahead, the others hover around, ready to take her away, protect her, anything she commands at the ready. ]