Melony was startled as she had not seen the female. She noticed the girl carried a small fox in her arms. "Yes, I can try." The washer woman in her mid thirties took down a large sheet and folded it. She placed the large blue cloth into a large basket that was on the ground next to her. Melony had her brown hair pulled back and tied in a scarf. She was wearing a blue peasant dress. She was barefoot and in the pockets of her white apron were several wooden clothes pins. It was at a quick glance she saw the little fox was covered with splotches of missing fur and small burns. "He looks like he needs some food and bit of care. You look like you need a few days rest. What is your name or the one you wish to be called? No worries if you are on the run or just passing through." She lead the girl toward a cottage with a thatched roof. The washer woman took down a green peasant dress and undergarments. "These should fit you."