Blackfeather Woods i'm in a pressure today

At first the pale child made no progress, but the dark one had other plans. A small smirk painted her muzzle as the large wolf was distracted and the stick flew from his mouth. The ghost tried to grab it before her sibling could, and should she manage she would be on her feet and off again, ready to continue the game...

up to you whether astara gets to it first or averna makes off with it!