Vihaan shows herself to be kind, just like Geneva was, as the mare gently touches her shoulder. She smiles at the Desert bred mare as she explains she grew up in a place like this and that they should stick together the warmer it got. After spending so much of her time here alone, Prim was keen on the idea of sticking close to these mares as their friendships grew. She was usually a more social creature and her time alone was driving her crazy. There was too much time to think about the things done wrong to her.

Vihaan offers to teach her how to survive the heat so she nods her golden head. "That would be perfect thank you Vihaan." As soon as she expressed some gratitude to Vihaan, Geneva speaks up. Primrose turns her attention on the draft mare with ears perked towards her. It was impossible to not notice the large builds of Cain and Geneva. This was defiantly not the land they were bred for, but yet here they were. Both of them were surviving just fine here, together. Geneva mentions the cave and her head nods.

"Cain showed me the cave just before my daughter was born, but I mostly stay away because I know it is your space." She did slip into the cave every now and then when she knew Geneva was out. It wasn't her wish to intrude on the other mare's territory. She may be nice now, but finding Prim where she shouldn't be could make for a different story. Though even indication Geneva gave her in their past conversation and now, she still wasn't sure what the mare was capable of. Still, she smiles as Geneva offers her help to both of them.

"Thank you, Geneva, and thank you, Vihaan, for your offers." She smiles between both of the mares just as her daughter comes storming up beside her mother. Prim could tell her daughter was upset with something, probably the other foals, but that happens sometimes with children. She was curious to ask what Geneva meant by Cain was still learning to be wild, but it was not the time to ask in front of Paisley. She might have to ask Cain herself because it seems she still had a lot to learn about the painted stallion.

"I will leave you both to it as it seems my daughter did not have the best time playing with your sons." She chuckles, knowing how prissy her daughter could be. "Come Paisley and tell me what's wrong." Primrose guides her child away as they chat about her time playing with Akello and Legolas.