Lorna was pretty thoroughly fed up by now. She'd woken up in a cave in an oasis, dressed in nothing but gold, silver, and platinum. She looked like a very gaudy hooker, and that pissed her off. Her rounded tummy was made more obvious by the lack of clothing. The cave was deep, but she found her way out with no difficulty, shading her eyes against the harsh desert sun.
"Fuck. Not again." She looked around wildly for signs of her husband, and found none. The only companions she had were the animals that made the oasis their home. She cursed again and went to drink, using her powers to attempt to figure out where she was. Nothing resonated with any kind of electricity around her, and anger faded a bit, turning to fear. Where was she? What kind of barren wasteland was so far from inhabitation that she couldn't even feel current around her?
The sun had only just begun to come up, and Lorna looked down at her clothing (or lack there of), and cursed. Without some kind of covering she would die in the heat and freeze at night. Her best bet would be to fly north and land at the first city she found. Hopefully she was just in Death Valley, or something like that, where she could fly and be out the other side without expending too much energy.
Traveling in her current clothing was dangerous, and she couldn't fly too high or fast without injuring herself in her nearly naked state. Annoyed, Lorna grabbed some of the fruits off the trees and ate, knowing she would need as much strength as possible.
Dates were gross, but she stuffed herself on them, unsure where her next meal would come from. Full and angry, Lorna took off, hoping to find her way home soon.