Whitefish River I'm not a flower

Prim didn't understand why her mother wanted her to be older so badly to know more. She couldn't figured out what would be different if she was older. Still her mother tried to explain it a bit to her, and for that was grateful. She wasn't exactly sure what excluded meant, or picked on. But she figured it was something bad. She just nodded slowly that she understood. She was smart enough to pick up that her mother didn't want to talk to her about this.

She couldn't even phantom the fact that her mother lost her own mother when she was young. Then again, she was raised without a father and that was normal for her too. 'What is my grandpa like? Where is he?" She asked curiously. She had her mom talk about him.

The girl nodded when her mother asked if she wanted to be a knight. "YES!" she beamed. Prim turned thoughtful again, she really had to think of one. "I will think of a name and then come and check with you if it is alright." The girl's eyes lit up. "I like that! I want to train!"