She follows behind the Gypsy stallion at an even pace. She takes heavier breathes than normal because of her state of pregnancy, but she doesn't let her condition hold her back. Prim studies and remembers every place Cain shows her. She recalls every exit route to the island, every place to find food, and every place that held water. She would be damned if she didn't do everything to survive here and keep her unborn child alive even if this child was this beast's baby. The cave was a nice stopping point so she asks Cains to stop for a break.

Prim walks to the spring water and takes some large gulps that almost cause her to cough. She didn't realize how thirsty all that walking had made her. She finishes wetting her jaws and then directs her attention towards the grass. She had just eaten before they started this journey, but her belly was already rumbling again. The mare seems agitated as she starts to grab mouthfuls of grass. Her tail swishes aggressively and her eyes lay against the back of her head. Being pregnant was not the most fun thing in the world to be.

Once her stomach had been quieted she raises her green gaze to meet Cain. Her ears raise slightly, but she stays on guard just in case. "Thanks again Cain." She says his name this time. No beast, no other pet names. Just Cain.