Youth vs Experience

Sirois had asked her to help train the warriors of the pack. Of them all, the ash and onyx woman had been fighting the longest. Her experiences weren't all sunshine and rainbows either. The blueish scars that littered her body were a testament to that. The largest of which was on the left side of the woman's face. Her eye was completely missing. Slashes of scar tissue went from brow to jaw. Yes, she had seen her share of battle. Pun intended.

Before the sun had even risen, the giant woman was at Malalias door, waking her with a growl of instruction to rise, prepare, and meet her on Sea's Plain. Resin walled for get now, seated on the edge of one stone platform. The tide was out and the damp beach stretched for yards before it met the ocean. The sun was just beginning to Crest the horizon, staining the land with pink and orange. They would have all day to train.