Youth vs Experience

With a careful eye, she watched Malalia as she attempted to parrot her movements. Rather than just continue, the young wolf looked up and asked if she had done it well. "Close," Resin growled. Moving behind the smaller fae, Resin extended a foreleg on either side. She held her paws over Malalia's, adjusting them to the proper angle. She then pushed the paw forward in one straight movement. "Be as smooth as you can. The smoother the movement, the sharper and more even your blade will be." Having shown her exactly how to do it, Resin pulled back, giving Malalia her space once more. "Try again."

While she watched Malalia, the ash and onyx woman moved aside, sliding her own recently sharpened bracers onto both forelegs. It was a little time consuming, but she eventually had them strapped in place. The curved steel claw tips rested against the stone platform. The next lesson would be a little more paws on.