Autumnal harvest

Seshet would have to be happy with his non-commital response to her teasing and though she personally wasn't too peeved a slight flair of annoyance ran through her, she stifled it quickly though. Especially when Thoth closed the gap between them, feeling his affectionate nuzzle. The woman turned blue gaze towards him for a moment, closing her eyes and allowing a soft smile to crease her lips, a soft hum of contentment leaving her lungs. She turned to look at her paws again as he spoke. She frowned, musing on what she was seeing before her. "The only roots I'm seeing at those belonging to the trees." She said. The woman could feel his gaze again and this time she ignored it, wheels turning. A change of scenery wouldn't exactly do them any harm and maybe it'd help to quell the deep desire she was fighting. "Some wine sounds divine." She said, once more casting her gaze back at him and slowly enunciating each syllable in the final word, watching him carefully. "Shall we towards the orchard then?"