Sierra kept stretching her arm toward that yellow blur of rock she was following. If only she could just fly a little faster, she could make it. She was now wearing her determined face. It was that same type of face she wore when she was in the middle of a heated Quidditch match. This face said she'd do whatever it took to get that bludger...er, meteor, even.

She opened her glove widely and gave one big thrust toward the meteor. She clamped down on it, hoping to enclose it in her glove. When it was all said and done, she was left to just stare at her glove. Was it in there?! It was...hmm. Yes, it was IN THERE!

Yellow down, blue to go...