She was nothing and everything like he remembered.
Her long, dark hair was shaggier now, reminiscent of thick bear fur. Her cheeks were hollower, but she didn't look starved or sick - simply less human. More animal. And her eyes - how could he forget those eyes? Those didn't belong on a face like hers. Those were the eyes of a beast, driven by pure instinct, untameable natural urge. Constantine's eyes dropped to the sprite she dragged at her side as he neatly dodged its trailing twig-like legs with every step.
"You're going to eat it, aren't you?"
Avi looked over her shoulder at him. The small motion surprised him enough to make him stay quiet as she watched him out of the corner of her eye; she'd never shown even this little attentiveness to him as a child. She might have replied (a we
