hounds, blood; gore and honour, drink my blood.

how dirty the body works

blood waited for her orders
while gore watched her every move
honour turned away for he was never one to beg for his master's love
but in fact, fay loved him the most
his stride was one of stature, she would have loved to cuddle
however the others would be jealous so she refrained much from doing so
so honour was mistaken, he would have liked his master's love

blogger ate my work. this is what i could remember of it.