"Rocket! Come here!"
"Rocket!"
In just two and a half days, the Little Horse-headed Eagle, Rocket, was already running quickly with a steady gait.
The courtyard was currently spacious enough for him to stretch his legs and run.
Most importantly, Rocket could understand human speech.
His intelligence was comparable to that of a toddler just learning to speak. He could respond promptly to Leech's commands and would even seem to ponder certain questions, answering by nodding or shaking his head.
Leech felt less like he was raising a pet and more like he was raising a clever child.
As Rocket ran, Leech noticed his wings flapping up and down. The young wings couldn't provide enough power for flight, but their flapping gave the Horse-headed Eagle exceptionally good balance.
Rocket's running speed was fast, and his stamina was excellent. For a newborn, he could already rival a year-old colt. He was truly worthy of being called a Magical Creature.
