It’s an undead baby dragon, produced by a failed magical spell. It probably would be cute if it weren’t partially decayed.

Young dragons are relatively defenseless. They are born with relatively soft scales, which are shed and replaced with harder ones as the hatchling matures. Once a hatchling’s wings grow in, it typically marks the beginning of maturation. At this point they are often capable of hunting on their own and are usually left alone by their mother.

This dragon never enjoyed her life as a pygmy since she stayed compact(yes, more compact than they usually are). She was shy, excluded and introverted. But when she changed, her life was revolutionized; zombifying made her something special and somehow happier. Although she can't show herself in daylight anymore, she doesn't bear a grudge. At night she shows herself as she should have been in the living world.