Acacia was headed away from High Street, done from a day of shopping. It was still an adjustment that she didn't have as tight of a budget as she was once used to. Still, Acacia didn't like to spend too much in one go. Her wardrobe was primarily picked out by her sister-in-law during her first year of marriage, and since then she has been getting advice from her sister-in-law and Darling Whitledge every now and again when a season comes around. She would need to head out again, now that her body was getting back to what it was since her pregnancy. But this was not that trip.

She had only been on the outskirts of High Street when she heard a crash. It was sudden, loud, and it didn't sound intentional. Acacia glanced around and could see a small dust cloud nearby. She glanced briefly at her lady's maid, motioning for the young lady to follow her before making her way towards the noise. The young lady protested, worried about thieves, but Acacia elected to ignore the chatter.

Her instincts were still sharp despite the gap between this day and the day she was asked to leave the hospital due to her pregnancy. She made her way over to the young girl, sprawled on the ground. This girl, who certainly had at least a broken arm. Possibly a broken rib, if not more. She seemed conscious and alert, which was good. "Young lady? I'm a healer, and I'm going to need you to stay still for me, alright?" Her healer voice was there, though there was now a mix of 'mom voice' now.

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