The Bat and the Gargoyle. (poem+Art)
A little lonely Bat who's only company is the fierce protective stone gargoyle. Almost as if fallen in love with the idol, the Bat  shows a single lonely evening in his life. Everything is beautiful, from the pink evening sky to the warm growing shadows. The bat believes that the stone ferious expression of the gargoyle is just a mask for the soft caring protecting heart it must have inside, to have always kept him safe. Its unclear if theBat knows whether his Gargoyle is real or not and it's obvious absent of a heart, but the story shows a sense of comfort admidst the lonliness.  Its just a small evening in the little bats life. Content with what he has, a happy heart and a dreamer.

Two budgie birds (short story)

One escapes the cage and flies out the window. The remaining budgie experiences grief for its lost friend. A small bundle of Heartache for lost companion ship. One day the remaining budgies is overcome on a whim and he breaks free into the outside light of day, light described both as freedom outside the window and entering 'Heaven' ending the story.

The Birds of Paris (novel)
An English crow named Barry gets swept over the channel and loses his barings, entering Paris. He comes across Pigeons at the Eiffel Tower and learns to live in their community for a short time until the weather's right to fly home. He meets (Claude / Clawed [to pieces]) who shows him the art of chip scavenging  and surviving the city and taurists, teaches him about the hierachy of the Pigeons situated up the Eiffel Tower [mafia/free masonry equivellent ect. a scary colony you shouldn't mess with]. Barry thinks life is all sweet and beautiful, and maybe even better than home, until he gets into trouble way above his head.He probably needs an army, or at least to persuade his new scavenger friends [made from a rocky start] to fight against the higher powers.
Barry does eventually get home and its a great to see his London again. Theres no fun like adventure abroad, but theres no place like Home.
Clawed might even end up leaving with him, to open a second story of a french pigeon in London.

France will be described as beautiful but the dirtiness of the streets and pick pocketers and scavengers and street trickers will all be added in to give a sense of realism (as to my own experience of Paris.) It'll be unbiased. As would the 2nd story regarding London. It'll be just as down and dirty and realistic. Portraying a a life similar to a 'homeless streetrat / vagabond' in both cities and trying to move up in life.