Witch's Marsh You are paying for that snake to be dry-cleaned

Her large ears twitched as he spoke, eyes flicking around him when he called her out on not being sneaky. But, it looked sneaky, right!? She grinned when he admitted he was beginning to regret entering the muddy water.

"It is fun, a little bit," she decided to add. "Sometimes you have to take a break." Even if it left you awfully dirty.

When he lifted his chin, she tried to do the same, but her legs were a little too short to keep her any meaningful height above the mud. She looked like a sinking ship with her chin held high into the air.

"Sneheks," she answered thruthfully, her teeth showing in a large grin. "Heks is fine, though. You?" Her head was twisting in an attempt to see him at the odd angle she struggled to keep her head at.