Puffs of black mist coalesced in the air, transforming one by one into black wintergourds. The wintergourds floated there, waving their little hands with glee as they flew back and forth above the mountain range.
Bullfrog and Tadpole shot over to Aaron Sinclair, hugging each other in excitement.
Tadpole said, "Lush mountains and pristine waters. I love this place."
Bullfrog nodded enthusiastically. "I love it, too! Spirit Fruits and Spiritual Medicines will grow so well here. Master, is this our new home? I'm going to claim a thousand acres for myself and plant them all with Spirit Fruits."
The other clan members chimed in happily.
"We love it, too!"
"Master, Master, is this really our new home? My hoe is practically trembling with anticipation! I want to start tilling the soil!"
Pip, who was right beside Aaron Sinclair, stared with wide eyes. "Master… is this place for us, the Shadowmist Clan, to live in?"
