"So, what is this kid called? I cannot keep on calling it a 'drake' forever, right?"
The elf asked with a happy voice. She was enjoying her time just being in the poison drake's company. Even after being violently rejected by the drake, the female was not ready to give up just yet.
She was going to become this Drake's best friend, no matter what she had to do to achieve that.
"A name? A name is a very personal thing for a beast and you cannot name one nilly-willy. Only its true owner can name a beast. And in this case, this drake was not mine so I did not name it."
Despite having tamed hundreds of beasts in the past, there had only been a handful of those beasts Amane had named. And that had also been before Amane realized what accepting a name did to a beast.
They were bound to the person who named them and they would also serve that person for life. The bond was strong and only death could serve it for real.
