"Ted was halfway down the corridor by the time Dave processed what his housemate had finally worked up the courage to say. Ted had sunk into gloom, hanging his head in depression at the younger male's complete lack of reaction to a confession it had taken Ted months to work up the nerve to make.

Dave picked his pace up, going from a trot to a highly undignified full out sprint, desperately trying to catch up with the fox before he slipped out into the busy courtyard."

I just wanted to draw an image with several levels of depth and some action. It's not very impressive, I know, but it was an artistic stretch for me to manage to get both characters in the picture at different depths.

And just when I thought only putting Dave in a dress would feminise him more I went and drew him running. He runs like a girl.