Moonspear and it has to grow!

It quickly became clear that Jarilo wasn't going to win the stick from Galaxy through brute strength, no matter how hard he tried or how loud he growled. The white pup grinned at his efforts, her smile growing a little smug when an idea suddenly came to her. She let him yank for a few more seconds before suddenly opening her mouth and letting go of the stick, blue eyes dancing as he (presumably!) flew backward.