Frogspawn Swamp I worked hard all my lifetime

One moment Dwin was talking to Towhee, who she considered to be a bad-tempered, but likeable elder and - yes - there was a hint of superiority in this assesment too. Meaning - she pitied the lass for her old age and the fact that her life was nearing the finish line, while hers had just begun. Then - something happened - and that old, feeble granny darted off like someone had stuck and lit a rocket on her rear. "Wha-?" Dwin managed to exclaim and did not manage to finish, because a handful of mud hit her in the face, silencing her effectively. 

It took a bit of spluttering and wincing and shaking her head to get all of the yucky stuff out, but she managed it finally and after locating the old crone by her loud yelling, she ran quickly in her direction. "What the hell happened?" Dwin asked, wiping any of the remaining mud from her face.