My cousin has this bulldog named Marty. He's a sweetheart. He is also sort of like a dwarf, very dangerous over short distances. And he is an escape artist.
Sometimes he will let himself out of the backyard and go for a run. The thing is he runs as fast as he can for as far as he can, and then they find him sunning himself somewhere on a boulevard in a 2 block radius from their house.
When it comes to writing I'm like Marty. I have these spurts where I write like a maniac (or a bulldog on a run) and then I end up sunning myself on a boulevard.
And that's entirely fine. It's no way to be competitive, but its fine.
Holmes Bulldog
AC 8 HD2, MV 20 *note can run fast for like 50 feet then poop out. ATT: One large bite 1d6 on a good day. STR 15 INT 8 CON 12 DEX 8 WIS 4 CHA 15
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