A freezing blast of water smacked right into Mossy's head.
The botanical slime jolted, its squishy body quivering with pure rage. It slithered to the edge of the pond, opening its mouth (though it didn't actually have one) and firing a rapid volley of "Pew! Pew! Pew!" at the surface. Down in the water, Bubbly wasn't backing down either. It reared a water spout and sassed back, "Pew! Pew!". The two jelly blobs stood there having a screaming match in a language nobody understood. Simon squatted nearby, casually munching on some small cakes Ewan had just given him while watching the drama unfold.
Asher, bare-chested, hoisted heavy stone slabs one by one to build the perimeter wall. Wyatt aggressively sawed through wooden logs to construct the drying racks. By the tank, Simon carelessly let a giant stream crab pinch his hand and ran screaming around the yard.
