[Training] Something old, something new

Maea I'm reaching out wide trying to catch myself before I fall It was a pleasure, and a genuine one at that. It was a rare thing to come across someone who didn't look away uncomfortably at the mention of magic, and who even seemed delighted at the sight of it. Rexanna's praise made Maea blush, unaccustomed to anything positive in regard to her ability. But it was the woman's revelation of her own power that really made Maea truly brighten, her eyes dancing with delight at the tiny spark. "That's beautiful!" she gasped, having never seen anything like it before. Nodding eagerly for Rex to throw it, the pale haired girl followed the ascent of the spark with bated breath, and reached for it with her will as it reached its apex. But it was like trying to pick up light, or scoop water with only her hands. She could feel the sparkler, like a small tingle of sudden heat against her mind, but there was nothing for her to grasp. It slipped through her proverbial fingers, and all too soon the little light fell to the ground, went out, and left them in a drizzly morning that seemed much saker than before. "Please, do it again? I think I almost got it!" Maybe, if she couldn't catch it like a stray butterfly, maybe holding it like a kitten or a handful of seeds might work better? And Maea really wanted to see the light again.