Tucked away in the dark, ominous woods lurks a sinister dame with a beak-like schnoz and teeth as hard as steel. Her abode is a freakish shack propped up on chicken legs, scurrying about like it's alive. Some whisper that she possesses supernatural abilities, capable of aiding the desperate, but many tremble at the thought of her wicked ways. Rumor has it that she's constantly cranky, but can you really blame her? Living in a chicken-legged hut can't be easy. Perhaps she needs a good therapist or some anger management classes. Who knows? All we know for sure is that if you're ever in the forest and stumble upon her hut, it's probably best to tiptoe away before she catches you snooping.