There were PEOPLE in her way. People keeping her from the yellow hoop, the next obstacle in her path. Couldn't they hurry up? She had flying to do. Alice tried to wait as nicely as possible for her turn, but she wasn't exactly in possesion of patience. But she made it to the yellow soon enough. It was much higher than she had thought would be, moving a little more quickly than the first two. Still, it couldn't stump HER, nope. She found pulling the broom handle up and soaring through the yellow hoop rather simple, actually.

AND NO TWIG TAIL ISSUES THIS TIME. HA.

Alice shot toward the green hoop, but stopped when she was close enough to see it. It.. it kept shifting, from left to right, and then back again. It was moving to quickly to shoot through, and it was lower than the rest, too. Finally, it seemed to slow down as it approached the right, and she trailed it, ready to fly downwards into it when the hoop came close enough. Just as she was about to pass through it, though, it moved AGAIN. With a frustrated sigh, the lioness flew back up.

She watched it for a little longer, trying to make sense of its pattern. After a while, the lioness made her broom go left when the hoop was to the right, and it shifted again, Alice managed to get through. Beaming, she pumped a victorious fist in the air.

Four down, two to go.