Give the Thunder Hawk a name: ________________
A name? I’m terrible at naming things. Hmm… male Thunder Hawk… Chicken, I mean, Raiden! It’s just the first thing that comes to my mind other than Chicken. No, I shouldn’t call it Chicken like I used to do in my games. I can’t afford to give them uninspired names.
“Your name shall be Raiden. I hope we get along. How was the pizza?”
I feel happiness radiating from Raiden. I guess he liked it. Since the pizza is gone, I open another Lottery Box of Food. This time I receive some Duchess Potatoes. After finishing my meal, it’s about to get dark. I put some wood into the chimney to light. This time I should increase the output a bit.
There, a working fire in a matter of seconds! I sit on my bed watching Raiden flying about in the big room. I totally forgot to check what I can do now that I have Raiden as a familiar. I try calling Raiden over just by thinking of it. Raiden does indeed fly over and lands on the bedhead. He turns his head, looking at me, as if asking me what I want. It looks like the experiment is a success. I can give him commands without having to talk. That will be quite useful when we go hunting. I pet Raiden for a while before lying down to sleep.
“Good night, Raiden.”