Autumnal harvest

The turning of the season brought a more notable change in Seshet, she was more irritable than anytime before, she felt like  her skin didn't quite fit her frame quite right and more than anything she actively found herself wanting something very specific from her lord but she dared not broach the subject, not yet. She knew her place was still to be his subordonate, if he wished her in that more primal, carnal way then she'd be ready. Not that it made her feel much better. So for now Seshet was seeking to distract herself. The season's change was bringing a nip on the air and she was eager to gather what little herbs she could before the cold would wipe them all out. Not that she was particularly learned on what would be useful, no she was simply doing so as a gift for her lord. His knowledge on this was much more extensive... She'd have to get him to teach her more.