Fuckit, gonna just start posting doodles until I can break through whatever block I've got against finishing works.
Here's a random piece from my attempted warmup yesterday. Jackrabbit cross-country runner getting eyed up by manedwolf cross-country runner before the big race. For purely vanilla platonic reasons, surely.
"So mister rabbit, how did you manage to keep your breakneck pace during this marathon?" - "Well, there was this one maned wolf trying to catch up to me and I wasn't sure if he wanted to eat me or fuck me, and I did not want to find out."
"So mister rabbit, how did you manage to keep your breakneck pace during this marathon?" - "Well, th
The first thing you learn at the higher tiers of cross country is that you want to be a close second place until the very end, to conserve as much energy as possible for the "kick" - the sprint at the last 100 meters. The guy running his hardest in the first half is the sucker.
But I bet the mind games can get really weird if the two guys in front are sweet on each other, and the prize for coming first is getting to pick the position.
The first thing you learn at the higher tiers of cross country is that you want to be a close second
