[center][h3][color=green][b]Wormwood[/b][/color][/h3][sup][b]Interacting with:[/b]
Squig, and Ingrid [@OwO][sup][h3][b]Location:[/b] [i]The river by Nibby's Cottage[/i] [color=a9a9a9]||[/color] [b]Action:[/b] [i]N/A[/i] [color=a9a9a9]||[/color] [b]Emotion:[/b] [i]N/A[/i] [/h3][/sup][/sup][/center]
Poor, poor Wormwood's heart practically leapt form his chest, whistling sputtered and burbled as he became thoroughly soaked by Ingrid falling in after her rod.

Much to Squigs dismay his friend tipped backwards and tumbled into the shallow waters face first though with less oomph than the clumsy hooman only making a soft [i]bloop[/i] sound like a droplet of water in a runoff barrel "[color=green]HURGLEBURGLEBURGLEB-[/color]" sweet stupid Wormwood momentarily forgot he could not speak or exclaim his dismay while planted face first in the water after a moment raising his head to let spit out a stream of water folkowed by much coughing and sputtering all the while Squigs sat on Wormwood's back. Once the lizard stood, his ragged clothes now even more ragged and more wet though it didn't stop him from scrambling towards a fish flopping about almost forgetting entirely that a hooman was basically in sight of him.

"[color=green]Mmm, fish yummy. Yay for splash-[/color]" almost like he was finally comprehending what happened Wormwood stared at Ingrid rising from the water with wide eyes and mouth bulging with river water and fish loudly gulping both as he locked eyes with her.