Web of Magic #5:
Spellsinger

"She's snuck off into the woods. She's out there right now and she's got a camera."

Kara's stomach tightened. "Did you get the feeling that she caved too easily on this concert?"

"Yeah, it had crossed my mind," Adriane said.

"Let's go!" Kara exclaimed.

Logging off, Kara and Adriane raced from the library, down the rear stairs and out the back of the mansion. About ten men were hauling huge planks of wood across the great lawn. Another group rolled cable and equipment. Others stood looking at a set of plans.

"Where is she now?" Kara asked Adriane.

"Storm, what's happening?" Adriane called into empty air. Instantly, she heard the silver mistwolf's answer in her mind. "She's headed for the Rocking Stone."

Kara heard too. "Oh, great! What if she finds the glade?" Kara hissed. "What's Storm going to do? Wrestle Mrs. W. to the ground and take her camera? That would look really good!"

"That's why you're here," Adriane smirked. "We need some presidential action."

They flew past the hedge maze toward the woods. Only a small barrier of trees separated the giant Rocking Stone boulder from the magical glade where so many of the homeless animals from the magic world of Aldenmor lived.

Mrs. Windor was determined to shut down Ravenswood through any means necessary, and if she could show the Town Council pictures of strange creatures — or even what looked like bizarre animals — running loose on the preserve, she'd almost certainly get her way. And that would only be the start of the trouble they'd all face. If scientists or some other government agency examined any of the magical animals at Ravenswod, the truth would be discovered and they would remain in cages, possibly the subject of experiments — or worse — for the rest of their lives.

They could not let that happen to their friends. Frowning, Kara and Adriane ran into the woods.