[Requiem] Pain and Blood

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It was never going to get easier, no matter how many times he had tried to drown it under his duties, his responsibilities or losing himself within his hobbies the pain didn't diminish.

He should have known that going down this path was not safe, not until one of his men had checked it out during the day but he had been impatient. The excitement of taking out his new buck for a ride in anticipation of the event he was due to hold had overwhelmed his sensibilities.

More than his ego, his clothes or his flesh had been damaged this evening. Another was to pay a heavier price and once again he was responsible. His cheek was wet and he absentmindedly wiped it clean only for his hand to return covered with a bloody red smear.

Now it was time, if he didn't do it now the pain would be far greater. Patting the horse he made reassurances to it as his canines lengthened and his head came to rest against its neck. It would be over quickly but that didn’t make it any easier for him.

His teeth sank into the Horses neck and the blood began to flow, the screams of the horse were deafening but once it had finished its thrashing its leg was mended.
They were both covered in blood but the pain was gone.