Kennia was raised just outside of Edoras. Running around as a child riding the horses some say she rode before she could walk. But her mother soon had her acting like a proper lady. Staying in the house cooking, sewing and cleaning. Both of her parents believed in the old ways of Rohan. When Kennia turned about sixteen her mother passed away but after the period of mourning they continued to be a happy family. Her father would make bows in the spare time that were highly desired. Many a day Kennia would sit with her father as she too learnt the art of working wood as well as finally shooting a bow. 

As she grew older it became commonplace to see her riding about in leathers with a bow in her hand. When there was company or an event Kennia would put on her dress and act as she should. But during the day she would be out hunting and even doing some scouting. It took threats to their homeland that finally made her accepted in the Riders.

 The moment stories were shared around the fires, Kennia would be there her attention on the storyteller as her mind filled with images of the Riders of old and Shieldmaidens.