Youth vs Experience

Malalia followed suit, attempting to produce sparks just as her teacher had. The first strike failed, which wasn't surprising. It was a difficult thing to do, which was why she was teaching it to the girl. Not many others would think to use such a tactic. The second strike did produce sparks. The giant woman grinned, serrated teeth flashing. "Well done. Sparks aren't easy, but they're useful." Coming forward again, she spoke once more. "While your opponent is blinded, it's an ideal time to strike. Be sure to keep your own gaze guarded while you do so or you'll be just as blind."

Narrowing her gaze, Resin sent a sidelong slash at the stone with her claws, bringing the bright white and gold sparks flying through the air. Before her paw even landed back to earth, she was vaulting forward with powerful hind legs, jaws wide as if to sink them into Malalia's face. She stopped short, however, adjusting her course just enough so that she moved to the side rather than straight into her student's body.

Coming back full circle, she motioned for Malalia to come forward. "You try. Don't just repeat what I did, but think of a way to integrate your new knowledge into an attack." She would correct what needed to be corrected, but she wanted Malalia to be creative as well as skilled.