Youth vs Experience

The girl would have to practice to get the blades sparking every time, but it was a start. Mal noted Resin's advice with a simple, "Got it." She hadn't taken care to guard her eyes when she'd made her first attempts, but she'd be sure to do so thereafter.

Sparks flashed bright-white before her eyes, and all at once, Resin was hurtling forward, her jaws snapping for the girl's face. Stumbling backwards, she grunted with surprise, and gave a kind of breathless laugh, tail swinging as her mentor came around again. Jeez, that was close... Even with the surprise of the attack, Resin moved faster than she'd expected. She very well could've torn her face off, if this had been a real battle.

Then it was here turn. How to come at her? Mal took a second to run through a few ideas. The she-wolf began to pace around the woman, lowering her body, looking for an opening. Halfway through the second go-round, the yearling rushed diagonally towards the left, heading for Resin's front half. Her claws struck out across her body, and sent a shower of sparks in that direction, only to duck to the right in the same instance. She would aim for a running blow to Resin's hock, nipping lightly on her path.

She'd pivot back to face her once she was out of range. "How was that?"