"Wish I had shoes," he muttered.
"Why?" asked Ashwin. "Yer feet are tough enough roigh'?"
"Just be nice to, yanno, look normal."
"Pfft, fuck that, you think oi give a shit about normal?" The elephant swept his hands down to his own circular tree-stump feet. "Yanno wot they call a shoe fer elephants, a fuckin' bedpan more loik."
"Yeah but, I never worn shoes EVER, you got to wear them when you had a family!"
"Well oi don' miss me shoes."
"Least you had them once."

James Campbell and Ashwin Venkatanarasimha, circa 3499 A.D in London, England. James is a childish raptor who never grew a sense of maturity. Ashwin in turn gained too much, and so made it his objective to guard over his younger friend, for as long as they had until the day would come when they parted ways.

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A long while ago I got this commission from  fuf~, an artist I've always loved the rather toony style of so why not utilise it for my two rude boys to close this arc with?

Truthfully I never expected to get a chance of being able to write about the boys in some fashion, so I hope you all were fine in bearing with me, even though I do have plans related in future to this.

Ashwin and James copyrighted to me, art by  fuf~