Moonspear and it has to grow!

For all his ruckus, she effortlessly maintained control of the stick, and therefore, the situation and him all at once. When she let go, his momentum flung him back into a tangled heap of legs and awkwardness. He needed a second to reorient after that tumble, but what mattered most of all was the prize itself--the stick was his!!

Jarilo clamped it merrily and hauled himself back up, heading back for Galaxy immediately next. He veered off enough to circle just out of her reach, and picked up the prettiest prance he knew to flaunt the twig sticking from his big toothy grin.