Zain had his face practically buried in the chunk of ham he took for himself, letting out a chorus of chewing and crunching sounds. He lifted his head up from the eviscerated pork only to down half of the picture of water beside him. The teen wiped his face on the table cloth before diving back into the ham. After a few more minutes of scoffing down ham Zain reached his hand out to grab the chicken he had brought with him only to let out a scream of horror. [b]"HOLLY SHITE!!!"[/b] He said as he looked at his right hand. It turns out as he was eating his right arm, up to his elbow, had sprouted white fur with a few black strips and grown in size. He looked his new arm over in a combination of horror and awe. He moved his hand, now the size of a baseball glove and baring claws about four inches each, in front of his face for further examination. After staring at his hand for a good minute Zain looked at everyone else. [b]"I HAVE A DAMN CLAW!!!!"[/b] He exclaimed with a odd amount of excitement.