Sorry, What? So I died. No, I did not commit suicide nor did a random truck hit me. I was squashed to death by a bunch of junk in a junk shop. It sucks and hurt. Now here I am staring at blurry figures trying to crawl like me as we searched for nipples to suck on. Founders. Animal PoV. My OC has a potty mouth. Expect lots of swearing.