Youth vs Experience

It didn't take terribly long for three young wolf to find her way to the training platform. Curling her neck to the side to look at Malalia with her one good eye, the woman answered in her growling tones. "A lesson, then perhaps a spar if you're willing."

With one scarred paw, Resin motioned for the girl to follow. "I see you've brought your claws. I've brought mine as well." Stopping away the edge of the platform, the woman took up a set of dark leather bracers. Attached to the bottom front were long, steel claws affixed to little leather loops that slid over each type for added dexterity. Seating herself again, Resin took up whetstone, showing it to Malalia. "Do you have one of these? It's important to keep your claws sharp, but not so sharp that they become thin. If the metal is thin, it will snap as easily as slice."