Spring was very near and with it, her foal would soon be born. The child in her womb stirred less often than it had in the days before and she was woken this morning by a terrible pain in her barrel. Throughout this day, her barrel had taken spells where it suddenly tightens and sharp pains cross her sides like lightning. Prim was scared each time it happened. She did not know the pain of giving birth of even if this pain meant it was time to push, but every time they came about they left just minutes after. Hours were in between these spells and the urge to push was nonexistence. She thinks it was not time yet, but this whole thing was putting her through torture.

Ugly thoughts of Cain cross her mind, but then she thinks of the loving way he treated Geneva. She was confused at how different their relationship seemed. How Geneva carries his child with affection. Primrose had to find out what kind of stallion Cain really was for the sake of their unborn baby. Besides, she really didn't want to do this whole birthing thing alone. The pain scared her too much. Usually, Cain always found her, but this time she finds him. "No baby should be born in hatred." She says as she approaches the large stallion. "The hate that I have felt for you is not good for our child. I hope you understand how you have wronged me."

Green eyes did not leave his own orbs of brown as she draws closer. "Tell me why. Tell me why you forced your seed into my belly so that I may decide if I can forgive you or not." She attempts to stay strong in the face of her attacker. Her lightly golden colored head was as high as she could hold it and her posture was straight, accompanied by the swelling of her belly and ankles.