Where’s my daddy?” Jabir asked early the next morning, looking around and scratching his belly as Precious sniffed the ground where they had been sleeping.

“I don’t know. We can’t find our daddy either. And I don’t remember this place. The trees look all funny,” Amber and Jade said, bounding up to the other children.

“I can’t find my dad either,” Roam complained, shifting from his tiger cub and looking around at the colorful forest with a puzzled expression. “I’ve sniffed everywhere and Bálint said he couldn’t find no tracks.”

A slight sniffle escaped Hope and she looked around with wide, frightened eyes. Phoenix and Alice immediately stepped closer to the tiny little girl. Leo sniffed the air before he sneezed. Shifting from a black tiger cub back into a little boy, he shook his head.

“I don’t smells nothing eithers and I don’t sees no blood. I don’t thinks they gots eaten. There would be lots of blood if they’s gots eaten and pieces of thems all overs the place,” Leo said, pawing at the dew-damp soil.

Zohar rolled his eyes and shook his head at the younger boy. He looked around the unusual forest. This was not the same one they were in yesterday. The trees here weren’t much taller than their dads, and mixed throughout them were mushrooms in a variety of shapes, sizes, and colors that were large enough to stand underneath them. Gone were the huge trees and thick ferns they played in yesterday. Also gone were the fire pit and circle of logs that they sat around last night.

He had woken up when he felt Goldie, his parents’ symbiot, shake him. Zohar hadn’t been too concerned when he saw that his dad was gone—until he couldn’t find him. That was when he had woken Bálint and Roam. Soon, their whispers had woken the others. As each youngling emerged from their tents, they all said the same thing—their dads were missing. As the oldest and the son of the King of the Valdier, Zohar decided he would have to take charge.

“I think we need to spread out and look for them. Phoenix, Alice and Spring stay close to Hope. Amber, you and Jade take to the trees. Jabir, you talk to any animals you can find and see if they saw what happened. Bálint, I need you to find some tracks,” Zohar ordered, turning to each dragonling as he spoke.

“What do you want us to do, Zohar?” Roam asked, looking at the other boy.

Zohar looked over at Leo who had shifted back into a cub again and grimaced. Roam’s cousin had the wings of an insect hanging out of his mouth, and it looked like he had another bug trapped beneath one of his front paws. Nodding his head at Leo, he hoped Roam understood what he was trying to tell him.

“Search the camp for any clues and make sure Leo doesn’t eat them,” Zohar instructed before he paused and looked around. “Where’s Morah?” he suddenly asked.

Everyone turned toward the tent Grandpa Paul and Morah had slept in. Morah, hearing her name, sat up and rubbed her eyes. Realizing that she was the only one in the tent, she clumsily climbed out and motioned for Crash to reform into the shape of a unicorn while Princess Buttercup took on the shape of a jackrabbit from her father’s world, complete with extra-long ears and fluffy tail.

Zohar hurried over to where she stood rubbing her eyes again. She yawned and stretched, her bare toes peeking out from under her long, red princess gown. She blinked up at him when he stopped in front of her.

“Do you know where Grandpa is?” Zohar anxiously asked.

Zohar saw the confusion on her face. She thought about what he said for a moment before she turned and looked at where Crash was rubbing his nose against the soft blue-green grass. Zohar watched her tilt her head and look around her with an expression of wonder on her face, turning in a circle until she was facing him once again. She shook her head.

“Nope, I haven’t seen Dada since I wents to sleep after I talks to the Goddesses,” Morah replied with a frown.

“You saw the Goddesses?” Alice asked, stepping closer to Morah.

“I saw them last night, but I was sleepy,” Phoenix said, looking at Morah. “I thought they were just listening to Grandpa’s story. They like our story-time.”

Morah looked at the kids with an expression of uncertainty on her face and nodded. “They liked Dada’s story and…,” she paused and looked over at Zohar.

“And what?” Zohar encouraged.

Morah smoothed her red princess dress with her hands and bit her lip. She frowned and looked down at the ground. Zohar could tell that she was trying to remember something from the way she was mumbling to herself. She suddenly looked up at him with a troubled expression.

“The Goddesses was going to give me my wishes. I’s suppose to looks for the… for the… I can’t remembers what its called,” she said in an uncertain tone. “My dada would know.” Her little voice quavered.

Zohar took a step closer to Morah and looked down at her. “What did you wish for?” he asked.

Morah looked up at Zohar. “I wish to goes to Glitter to sees the Leprechauns,” she said.

“Do you think…?” Alice started to say, her lips parting in wonder.

“What if…?” Phoenix said at the same time.

A soft growl drew their attention. Zohar bit back a laugh when he saw Roam looking at his cousin. Leo was tugging on the stem of a large-leafed plant before it snapped off.

Roam grabbed one of the leafy parts of the plant and yanked on it. “Leo, spit it out! Your mommy said you aren’t supposed to eat stuff without asking permission first,” Roam growled, tugging on a large, oddly shaped leaf.

Leo suddenly opened his mouth and spit out the stem. Roam fell backwards onto the ground, the bright green leaf between his hands. The small, black tiger cub made a face and wiped at his tongue with his front paw. It was obvious that he didn’t care for the taste of the plant.

“Wait, look at that! It has four leaves, just like the plant Grandpa told us about,” Spring exclaimed, hurrying over to where he was now sitting on the soft grass.

The kids gathered around her and Roam. Zohar watched Spring take the leaf from Roam and turn it over. Brilliant lights of glittering green danced along the veins of each of the four curved leaves.

“Oh, it is so pretty,” Alice said, studying the dancing lights with delight.

Spring dropped the stem when a shape suddenly appeared in the center of it. They all stared in awe at the image of a beautiful woman with four small transparent wings. The woman’s long hair was the colors of the flames from last night’s fire. Around her head, she wore a crown of green with tiny white flowers and dark red berries growing on it.

“Oh, she’s gots a princess dress on,” Morah breathed, stepping forward to run her fingers through the image.

The woman’s long, many layered gown was a mixture of colors varying from a dark golden-yellow to red, orange, and green. The woman floated above the center of the plant and turned in a circle. On her face was a soft, compassionate smile.

“Who is she?” Amber asked, reaching out to touch the woman as well.

Morah’s lips parted in a small gasp, and her eyes widened. “I knows who she is! She is the Queen of the Wood Fairies!” she breathed in awe.

“But… I thoughts she was makeups,” Hope whispered.

Morah shook her head. “The Goddesses tolds me last night that my wishes will come trues when I wakes up. I am supposes to finds a four-leaf clover. It’s gots magic.”

Alice reached out and touched the edge of the leaf. She drew in a startled breath and pulled back her hand against her chest. Her eyes were wide with uncertainty.

“Did it hurt you?” Bálint demanded, reaching for her hand.

Alice shook her head. “No, but it has lots of energy in it,” she said. “I wish my daddy was here. He’d know what to do.”

Zohar glanced around the unusual forest again. He wished his dad was there, too. His lips tightened in determination. Looking at the translucent image hovering above the center of the plant, he bent over and picked up the clover.

“If the Queen of the Wood Fairies is here, then maybe the King of the Leprechauns is too. Grandpa said that the King needed warriors to help him. Our dads are the best warriors ever!” Zohar stated, holding the clover’s stem tightly in his fist.

“But… How are we going to find them?” Jade asked.

“It’s alls my fault,” Morah whispered, her voice quivering with tears. “I makes a wish to meets a real-live leprechaun and nows he tooks all our daddies.”

“It’s okay, Morah. We’ll save our dads, won’t we?” Zohar asked, looking at the other kids.

“Yes!” all the other kids said.

Zohar watched the girls gather around Morah. Amber wrapped her arms around Morah and hugged her. The little girl sniffed before she wiped the tears from her face and lifted her chin.

“I promises my mommy that I wouldn’t let nothings happen to Dada. I’s going to finds the King of the Leprechauns and tells him to give him back,” Morah announced, stepping forward and taking the clover from Zohar’s hand.

“I’s going to go gets both of my daddies back, too,” Hope said, her eyes brimming with tears and determination.

“What are we going to do, Zohar?” Spring asked, looking at him.

“The four-leaf clover,” Alice suddenly said. “Can’t we make a wish on it?”

Phoenix eagerly nodded. “We should get four wishes,” she said with wide eyes.

“But, I thoughts only the King of the Leprechauns could makes wishes,” Hope said.

Amber touched the smallest leaf. “Well, I think it’s worth a try,” she said before turning to look at her sister. “Jade, do you have our secret weapons?”

Jade smiled, turned to show the backpack on her back, and nodded. “Yep! I’m ready,” she announced.

“What about the symbiots? Mommy said I was to have my symbiot and Precious with me at all times—just in case Daddy loses me,” Jabir said with a sheepish expression.

Zohar thought for a moment. “We’ll make a circle. As long as we’re touching each other, we should all be able to make the wish,” he said, waving to everyone to gather around. “Everyone, hold hands and don’t forgets your symbiots! Morah, since you were the one that made the first wish, I think you should make this one, too.”

Morah swallowed. “I wishes to find the Leprechauns,” she said in a loud, clear voice.

They all waited, but nothing happened. Frowning, Zohar looked around. He softly counted each of the dragonlings, Alice, Roam, and….

His eyes widened in alarm. “Where’s Leo?” Zohar asked in exasperation.