"Alice, Alice, look!"

On the way to fetch food, the witch of eternity had come across something interesting.

"Those two things fighting, that one on the right, that's Jabbers isn't it?! Oh, Mumsy would be so proud to see him out and about like this! Say, where do you think he came from?"

Alice's eyes silently flitted over to the fight in progress, words echoing through her mind.

[i]And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came![/i]

...and yet, somehow that thing wasn't a Ploy. Not of the same ilk as hers, certainly.

Interesting.

"What shall we do, my dearest angel?" Robin chirped, flitting about Alice happily.

Alice silently turned and moved to walk away.

Food had to be bought.

Also now she had a new construction project in mind.