Once the place even fluffies knows its life and death situation just staying even in the corner and humans will do the most horrible things for the fun of it.
After the “gweat bwight tym an munstah noisie” everything was quiet, calm winds, bird chirpings and good places to have a “nestie” and even room for “cowd times”.
What a lovely little scene
In those areas there are predators that move away from human societies, there is even corfimated data of rodents and snakes that live in ruins
Its still live or die survival, less human intervention.
yessss! my heart was craving post fluffpocalypse. its like you read my mind sometimes. creepy.
You’re on fire lately!
That is a non trivial perspective, and I really like the texture inking…
Thanks Im adding texture as observing some arts I saw so seems good adding it (usually after cleaning when inked)
Im getting inspiration on perspective time to time so Im glad you like it 