Maybe she shouldn't be so mean, no he deserved it. Still, this act of rebellion wasn't like her. Prim was always sweet and delicate like a rose, but the last year has caused her to grow thorns. The world was tough on a gentle soul. She decides to try to be better tempered, but Cain's words had a way of getting a rise in her. His posture shows that he was annoyed by her recent comment, angered even. To her, it was true. Her father was a great provider to his herd and a great protector that won most of his battles. She was only here by mistake, a moment of emotion that carried her across the sea. "You know nothing about me." She scowls with green eyes piercing into his own. Her posture changes from a submissive state back to standing her ground as she had been before.

She wants to bite him for his next comment, but she refrains. Cain makes a gesture to follow and, though reluctant, she does. She starts at a slow walk but then shuffles her hooves to catch up to him. Primrose works to match her pace with the stallion as he begins to speak about the desert land. She listens with interest mostly because she knew if she could figure this place out she wouldn't need Cain to show her anymore. The less she had to be around him the better. She drives up a sandy slope with some labored breaths from the added weight on her lungs. Being pregnant wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world. Just months go she was able to run freely with no issues, but now it was much harder.

She stops beside Cain as he does, green eyes widening at the sight below. Her stomach took over instantly, sending her down the slope and towards the grass. Prim grabs mouthful after mouthful until the rumbling in her belly had stopped. Next, she travels to the waterside and takes a drink. The heat she had endured since living here has made water so precious to her. She drinks her feel until she feels the pressure of Cain looming over her. Her head raises slowly, eyes turning to take in his shape. "Thanks." She says this in soft tones. "I would like to see the other places now. Teach me about this island." She turns her body towards the large black and white stallion as she asks this. The more she knew about Salem the better she could escape or, in the very least, survive.