The day the Angels fell. Enter: Nanaomi & Luxanna!

Nanaomi would shift and pivot upon her right heel causing dirt and debris to be kicked up around herself. As the debris cleared away and settled, she could be seen now inches away form Luxanna with her right middle finger primed under her thumb's first joint. Nanaomi herself was staring down at Luxanna with commanding eyes. Her body and aura giving the killer instinct type of feeling she held when she was being serious. As the stalemate began, Nanaomi would not move as long as Luxanna didn't move. Small bio-electrical charges sparking every so often from her primed finger. She'd stay staring at the kitsu, her left hand gripping her sword tightly, not wanting to fight Luxanna, but still wanting to show her manners with out speaking a word. It was, more than difficult to do so. She wasn't ready to talk yet. Not now anyway. Perhaps soon, but not this moment. It wasn't time yet. She hadn't decided a path to follow just yet. Though, she was teetering on the edge of self indulgence to be sure.

Nanaomi would, attempt, to take some of the meat and set it on a makeshift plate made of a large leaf. After setting it down in front of her she'd poke Luxanna with the stick before pointing on the other side of the food, signalling her to sit. Once all the events played out, she would take a chunk of the meat off the larger one she carved and hand it to Luxanna. Perhaps this was a better tactic to try and show her the disgusting actions she's preformed. Granted she didn't have that much control over it, but they'd need to try and figure out some sort of etiquette or she'd wind up eating from plates served in the kitchen rather than anywhere close to where Nanaomi would be eating. A soft sigh escaped her lips before she'd go back to a meditative state in hopes Luxanna would make the small leap to figure it out. Otherwise, this would end in someone not being fed for quite some time.

Nanaomi would smack Luxanna's hand-paws once more, rather hard this time. Finally, she spoke. A single word echoed through the area with a stern, demanding voice she hadn't used before. It was like concrete tipped and laced with barbed wire. "Manners." She said, her tone almost intimidating. She would then make an eating motion with her hands, as if putting food in her mouth. She was starting to get slightly annoyed but, she understood that Luxanna's brain worked differently now. Mostly. It was the same intelligence but she thought different. More feral and instinctual. Perhaps, she could learn to control and harness that ferocity to her benefit. Maybe at some point.

Nanaomi slipped into deep meditation. Her mind escaping to a world of cause and effect. And so, she would spend the next hour arguing the finer points of her future with herself. In the real world, her power would begin fluctuating. Dropping partially then raising. It seemed she was all over the place, battling her inner demons yet again. Once an hour had passed, Nanaomi would open her eyes slowly, looking around as if new to the world. She examined every aspect of her surroundings to make sure she was where she left before. A small sigh of relief escaped her lips as the woman raised her air into a pony tail. It really accented her face quite well. But what was most interesting, was her joyful appearance. Her fox smile was bright, cheery, and enticing to most that gazed upon it.

Nanaomi would softly pet Luxanna as she lay in her lap. The world starting to grow darker due to night time. Her soft fox smile staying ever present. She'd look around a bit to see some large leaves. After petting Luxanna for a few minutes, the woman stood up and started to gather fronds from the trees. She'd spend the time to make a makeshift tent to sleep in for the night. It was large enough for both of them. Nanaomi would whistle and speak in a soft gentle voice. "Lets go to sleep. It'll be dark soon." She said as she crawled into the tent like object and started to fall asleep.