In this setting, Avi was noticing more and more around her. Perhaps, being in heat was making her senses develop. She felt the beating of Alli's heart... she could hear the swoosh of his blood, running through his veins. She recognized how cool her skin was, in comparison to his. She hoped he didn't mind it. Avi, on the other hand, loved how warm he was, like a nice cuddly blanket.
In her eyes, he was perfect. The other people she knew, her longing for a past, were all cut away like strings, excessive strings. Only one string held her now, and it was strong, like an iron chain or cable. And that was him.