Sun Mote Copse You hit me once, I hit you back

She'd managed to get most of the mud free from the underwoolies of one shoulder and leg and had started dipping the other front kimb into the cool, now murky water when she saw Towhee approaching. She stood up quickly, though, dripping water and mud, when she was greeted more enthusiastically than she would've expected- and her ears turned back when Towhee so quickly cut to the chase, in support of moving the pack. She wanted to ask just how bad it'd gotten, in her absence- but decided just to be blunt and get to the point. Obviously, there was some need for urgency. 

-Not quite clear. About as clear as mud,"- She groaned, gesturing toward her mid-section and hind legs that were still caked in mud that'd been settled into the fur for a few days now. -"But if this rain clears up, the kids won't make it through the bog. I got stuck a couple times myself,"- SHe said, obviously unimpressed. -"Sooner we leave, the better. OH- an' not to the mountain. To the glade, at the mountain's base."- She tacked on, hastily.