“Well, Gili, what do you think of this place?” asked Rillvue.
The gribble, situated as she was on the table of the kitchen, gave a small ribbit. She had yet to move from the spot they had placed her on, which they took it as a sign that she appreciated. Well, she also didn’t look too discontent with her situation.
The place they were talking about was their new home in Fayewood; a thr...
