she sniffed the air wildly as her form completed itself for her unique purpose. the air stagnat and stale, the scenery foggy and dreadful at the same time. in the distance, moans could be heard as the dusty brown ash like earth ripped apart as the hands of the undead clambered for fresh air. 

"hands? hands from dirt?" she asked herself as her four legs carried themselves through the uneanding grave yard filled with the tombstones, statues and rusted out piping that had begun to crumple underneath the momentous amount of earth being moved around. "pipes moving! houses falling, flatstones shattering! gar need to escape!" her legs were unattacked to her body yet the rest of her form moved along with it as though it were. the first of the thousand strange undead creatures poked its two head up as it uttered its first words. "meat... MEAT!"  the groan of the food source it so desperatley craved scampering around like a chicken with its head cut off.

 "gar not meat! gar gar! gar show you who meat!"  gar lifted the nearest fallen pipe with unseen hands or arms and rushed back to the undead creature who was now above the ground and shambling wuickly towards her along with ten others who had heard its first call for the meat they desired. "gar will turn you all back to dead meat!" 

with those words, she trauck the undead creature as hard as she could.