A patient look drawn across her face, the senior ninja listened to the Genin. She'd only developed a knack for the skill in the recent year, it seemed. No problem, that. "The Great Fireball..." she mused, bringing a slender finger to tap against her chin, eyes rolling up and to the left a little. A half-smile returned to the Suna-nin's face, and she let her gaze fall upon the girl once more. "While many ninja employ that technique, it holds a certain significance to our clan. It's seen as a right of passage to be able to utilize it. In the elder days, one was seen as fit for shinobi duty once they could successfully perform it," she explained, her smooth, rolling voice like silk even when lecturing. Her dark eyes glittered in the mid-day sun. "I'd love to teach you, if even the basics. If you're good at this, you'll be on your way to mastery of other techniques, too, like the Shadow Clone."
This time, when Ameya brought her hands up, they moved together into the sign of the Snake. "This is the first handseal. I'll show you the rest in turn," she murmured, hand flowing into the Ram, then the Monkey, Boar, Horse, and Tiger. While she formed them, she spoke, stepping out to the side of her small companion to face the lake. "Each helps you form your chakra - you build it in the chest, and you should feel it warm, perhaps even hot, but not uncomfortable. Now, then," she continued, taking in a deep breath. A gout of flame erupted from between her lips, rolling into a fireball that sizzled the water at the top of the lake and caused steam to raise lazily up from it. Once the technique had finished, Ame's eyes slid back to Ahri. "You control and guide it with your breath, exhaling chakra and air at the same time to make the fire. Go ahead; try it."