Kanna didn't feel like a child at all. She knew others saw her that way, but that wasn't how it was.

She knew enough of the world to know that people would be willing to separate a young child from her mother. She knew that she was hated and feared because of what she was born as. She knew that if she took one step outside of her temple, she would be either pulled back inside or shot full of arrows.

No, her childhood ended early. And that was fine. She would never be their pet to put on display.