The Queen poured her newest child's soul into the reanimated corpse of a freshly slaughtered Fluf. Tutored in Fluf Culture, Creature 0001 is the first wave of perfect spies. Informing the Queen on the happenings inside the inner council of the Burrows, its actions have lead to numerous successful ambushes of critical logistic chains causing great reductions in combat readiness among the Fluf Warriors. No amount of bravery can overcome a lack of clean drinking water, food, or medical supplies.
Creature 0001 also likes to write poetry about its fantasies surrounding capturing and killing Seekers.
Scanners flashing, wailing,
Be calm my little friend,
No use fighting, nor flailing,
Your life is at an end,
At night you told our stories,
Scary monsters from the past,
Yet now you feel our sorties,
Time to breathe your last.
