Bitterroot Valley if i fell

Life had been strange for Xahi lately. Wihtin such a short perios of time, so much had happened. Relationships had been built and torn at, new wolves had been met, the girl herself had learned so much about her own mind, she had regained companionship of her brother. To put it simply, Xahi had been feeling a bit overwhelmed. The young woman was incredibly worried that Lennon's forgiveness had not been genuine, and still she would be rejected from his heart. He was the boy she trusted here, the one who had begun this new beautiful storm for her. She could not lose him, not now.
    So, when Lennon had approached Xahi that day, she had become quickly nervous at the recognition of his scent and the mumbling of that amazingly thrilling voice of his. The girl turned around quickly, worrying of what was to come next. However, her anxious expression quickly melted into confusion, then curiosity, as she spotted what the boy had. "Hello, Lennon." She said, cocking her head and bending closer to him to sniff at what he was carrying at the moment.
     Her green eyes brightened even further with curiosity when she realized what he had was flowers. Who could these be for..? "Those smell amazing," she said, her eyes fixated on the sheer beauty of those blossoms. Her entire stance was cocked forwards with intrigue and wonder. She had never known flowers to be bunched like this, in such a varying array of beauty. "They are quite gorgeous," She cooed, flicking her viridescent gaze back to his oakey orbs.