TW: vi0lence and d3ath ===== Nothing could have prepared Niv for what he was about to experience. Nothing. The morning seemed normal. He woke up early and set out to pick flowers for his collection around the camp. He made two piles: one for himself, and one for the flower crowns he was going to make with Dragonflykit. Niveous purred as he picked, carefully snipping the stems with his claws and gently taking the flowers in his jaws to be carried to their respective piles. He thought it was a normal day. It was, until the wolves came. Nivi didn't hear or smell or see them at first. It seemed that no other cat did either. But when the first one broke into camp, everyone suddenly woke from their morning drowsy state. Niv stood as still as rock. The gaping, drooling jaws and many sharp teeth made Niv paralyzed with fear. /Well, this is it. I'm going to die./ Niv closed his eyes, the only thing he could currently do, and braced himself for a painful, but fast death. He barely felt even a twinge of pain before he drifted off. Was this it? This couldn't be it. Dying at only 4 moons old? No. Niveouskit was in denial. He was going to make flower crowns with Dragonfly and fight his first real fight with Theatricalpaw... no. Nivi refused to believe this was it. /Send me back,/ he demanded in his head. /Now! I was going to be doing so many things! Why did you take me away?!/ =====
This was very very lazy but I'm not in the mood to write something good rn. And since Niv was my first gens character I haven't done this before Lmk if you wanna rp in starclan, I'm up for it! Copy-paste: Hi, you own a cat that has roleplayed with Niveouskit of fc. He has died from safety fail unfortunately. To mourn or read his death srp go to this project: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1332508918
