Crunkles is the kind of Snuffler who mistook a snowboard for lunch and now can’t get his feet unstuck. He’s been hobbling around Forest Town with plasters slapped on his ankles, chewing the board like it’s a breadstick. Nobody knows if he likes snowboarding or just eating sports equipment.
Dangling from him are two trusted sidekicks: a cat charm that looks perpetually unimpressed, and a fried egg charm that no one dares mention because he gets defensive.
Why is this Snuffler for you?
Because Crunkles is for the reckless eater, the one who snacks on inanimate objects, for cat people who thrive on judgemental side-eye, and for breakfast defenders who believe fried eggs (or just eggs) belong everywhere.
Crunks clinks, swings, and adds unnecessary chaos to your keys. Which is really the point.
