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Emily a covered tray and a container of juice.
    Suddenly feeling famished, Emily swung her legs to the wooden floor and opened the tray. “Thank you,” she said, biting into the most delicious tuna sandwich she had ever tasted. “Why didn’t you wake me earlier?”
    “You were exhausted,” Adriane said. “The social butterfly mage covered for you at dinner.”
    “Hey, kids,” Kara said, bounding through the screen door and flouncing on the bed next to Emily. “Veronica invited me to the Moonlit Mudbake at the spa tonight.”
    “Yeah, that’s great,” Emily mumbled over a pickle.
    “Emily, I was just trying to be friendly,” Kara said. “You should give her a chance.”
    “Well, thanks for keeping her busy.”
    “No prob.” Kara popped open two matching floral suitcases. Their contents immediately spilled out. She started sorting through shoes, pastel bandanas, silk shirts, jackets, and assorted outfits.
    Emily pulled her hair back, taming it with a scrunchy.
    “Can you still hear them?” Ozzie asked, ferret face full of concern.
    “Not now.”
    “Ozzie filled us in,” Adriane said. “Dreamer and I checked the grounds. No sign of unusual whirlwinds or any magical activity. We think it was isolated to that canyon, drawn to the magic of whatever’s in the caves.”
    Emily nodded.
    Kara was neatly laying out several outfits. “Well, you can go out tomorrow morning and look around all you want.”
    “No,” Emily said. “We have to go now !”
    Kara put her hands on her hips. “You’re going to go wandering around in the desert now ?”
    “We can’t wait,” Emily said, slipping into her hiking boots. “Whatever animals are in there could be hurt.”
    “Emily says we go, we go!” Adriane said.
    Dreamer paced the room and sent an image of the moon.
    “Come on, you can say it,” Adriane urged.
    “The wolf hunts at night.”
    “That settles it.” The warrior looked at Kara. “Four against one.”
    “I’m not going to miss the mudbath to go wandering around in the dirt!” Kara glared, and her hair stuck out like a porcupine.
    “Nice,” Adriane commented.
    “It’s at least three miles. How are we going to get there?” Emily asked.
    “The Bride of Frankenstein here was kind enough to secure us a ride.” Adriane pointed through the screen door. A shiny new golf cart sat in front of the cabin. FOUR WINDS RESORT was stenciled on the sides in looping turquoise.
    “No way! I’m not walking, like, way over there.” Kara headed to the cabin’s bathroom and yelped when she saw her hair in the mirror.
    Dreamer huffed, the equivalent of a mistwolf laugh.
    With a brilliant zap, Kara tamed her hair back to normal. Satisfied, she cleared Emily’s and Adriane’s toothbrushes off the shelf and started carefully arranging her lipstick from palest to darkest pink. “Maybe I’ll just keep it like Veronica’s.” As Kara spoke, her blond tresses twisted and shimmered into Veronica’s flowing black mane.
    “Don’t do that!” Emily said angrily.
    Kara gulped and shut her eyes in concentration. Her hair turned blond. “Sorry.”
    Emily paused on the woven Southwestern rug. “It’s not funny.”
    “It’s not a fashion accessory. Get your jewel under control!” Adriane ordered.
    Kara fretted, twisting the unicorn jewel in her hand. “I am, I’m trying…”
    Emily caught a glint of fear in Kara’s eyes. “Okay, you stay here, Kara,” she said, plucking the jean jacket from her suitcase.
    “Let’s move out,” Adriane ordered, zipping her down vest. “Anything happens, you call us right away,” she said to Kara.
    “Check.” Kara saluted.
    Adriane, Dreamer, Emily, and Ozzie barreled out the cabin’s screen door.
    “Your carriage, m’lady.” Adriane bowed formally, gesturing to the golf cart.
    “Thank you, kind knave,” Emily giggled, stepping into the front passenger seat. Dreamer and Ozzie climbed in back.
    Adriane swung into the driver’s seat and started the ignition,