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Rudolph

I pushed my food aside, not interested in it at all. This was becoming a frequent habit with me and I frowned at what I was doing. I had lost my appetite. My stomach cramped at the thought of taking in food and I was worried of getting weak. Since we couldn't hunt and feed on blood as much as we wanted, our other option was to eat and binge on food as much as we could to get the strength that we needed.

There was no amount of food that we could eat that could give us as much strength that we could have gotten from blood and that meant that the men had to eat more than necessary to make up for the deficiency of blood. I suspected that was one of the reasons the enemy attacked our men on our hunting ground, to keep us from feeding on animals and make us weaker when it was time for the battle. There was a limit to how much we could drink from the domestic animals and pets, unlike we wanted to kill them.

Some of their owners who were attached to the animals refused to drink their