Isolde shivered terribly as the cold wind assaulted her petite body, keeping her hands on her shoulders and rubbing them gently despite their trembling.
Her jaw was shaking as well, and once she decided she had walked far enough, she stopped beside a small formation of rock outcroppings.
After a brief glance around, she slipped behind them, her bladder feeling as though it was about to burst after holding it in for so long.
Bending her knees, she crouched and gathered her dress as modestly as she could around her waist, before finding the elastic waistband of her underwear and slipping it down to her mid-thigh.
She closed her eyes, letting her bladder loose as the relief finally came. For the next few seconds, a faint hiss and a gentle splash could be heard while she relieved herself.
She quickly finished her business before pulling her underwear back into place. After taking a moment to straighten her dress, she looked around again to make sure no one was nearby.
