She stepped outside, the warm air on her skin, feeling the urgent need. She felt the call of nature. She found the perfect spot a quiet corner, the grass soft beneath her. The urge became undeniable. Her hands cupped her large belly, a familiar gesture as she prepared. The golden stream began. The stream flowed, a golden arch against the greenery, a truly wild release. A complete and total surrender. The ground drank it up, leaving a dark patch where her warmth had been. A feeling of lightness filled her. She straightened, a secret smile playing on her lips, ready for whatever came next. The day continued on.