Kestrel looked at the pup, who seemed completely fascinated by Milo's changes. He gave a yip and turned in circles, his tail wagging like a dog.

"I trust you, Jube," she said simply, looking back at him. There were some things that she knew better than him, like how to sense danger, read moods, but Jube understood magic and if he thought this would help them, she'd follow him.

"What do you need us to do?"