“Amanita.” With the chalk circle completely smudged up, the unicorn tossed the single scrap of parchment into the fire. It exploded minutely in a puff of purple-blue smoke. A quick spell put out the fire and covered it with snow. “Um, quick question. What’ll you do if we’re caught? By the ponies chasing us, I mean. That might be chasing us, I don’t know if-”