Lion Head Mesa Every day like the one before

The woman was filthy and Ash was horrified, though she kept her expression smooth and pleasant. At least she was cleaning herself. 

The princess watched her quietly for a few moments, settling down and resting her head on dainty front paws. The woman remarked on the beauty of the place. The noble girl lifted her head to nod once in agreement and then settled it back down, the bright blue of eyes still trained on the scarred woman. 

What made you so dirty? she asked, her voice soft and delicate like the rest of her.