Oh yes , the flavor.... The succulent and juicy flavor,  it was overpowering. The flow of the iron and salty liquid came into his throat as he drank, loving this flavor. The scream hurt his ears, waking a little bit of sense into his soul, capturing this event for a later nightmare. A nightmare he would regret, as well as an event to be unfolded when Hund was awake. Slowly he drank, drank with a pure. This blood was healing him. Replenishing his reserve of blood. Strengthening him but it was still hard to kill his craze. This craze he would need to be near out of. Unknown to Rykar, Remnant had gone away and told his son through ash. Told Ronon of what Rykar had done. Ron didn't care. Even if he was watching. His agression was building, soon he'd attack Rykar.