Drake looked down at the blindfold in his hand, then back up at the group of familiars and spirit animals. He could see Hatchet, now in it's awake form, staring back at him. I suppose, before we get any further, that we should get some things out of the way about Hatchet. Hatchet is a Thunderbird, a large hawk that stands about twice the size of a normal human. Its feathers form lightning patterns across his wings. Not only that, but Hatchet is a spirit animal. Unlike familiars, which look completely solid, Hatchet had a more ghostly appearance, giving off a bit of a green glow and slight translucency. Back in the hallway, when Drake ran into Marie, Hatchet was in its sleeping form, a totem necklace that Drake wears under his jacket.
Now that we have that out of the way, back to Drake. Drake was the type of person that tried to avoid drama in school, and therefore didn't really pay attention to who was popular and stuff like that. It it was quite clear to Drake that the girl he had bumped into into in the hallway, the one with violet eyes and that strange lion/bat/scorpion/demon familiar, wasn't exactly a normal student. Nearly all the other guys in the class couldn't seem to take their eyes off of her. Drake could see why (for the girl was quite pretty), but still, it kinda disturbed him. And now here the class was, standing outside the school with all their familiars and/or spirit animals a good distance away. It was quite a lineup. Large cats, serpents, canines, dragons, lizards. Still, nothing seemed quite as big as Hatchet or the violet-eyed girl's creature.
Drake took a deep breath, and put on the blindfold. This shouldn't be that hard. Drake felt that he had a pretty good connection with Hatchet, and he was about to see if that feeling was good.