You manifest a ceiling when you shy away

He couldn't even begin to imagine what she could be thinking seeing him now, like this. Even he knew better than to look at his reflection on the water to save himself from his own evil thoughts. But, that still didn't stop him from imagining what others were thinking about him, or saying to their friends later. He was horrifying to look at, but at least he had his cloak. Maybe scaring others away with his bear skin wasn't such a bad idea. If they thought some strange skinny zombie bear lived in the woods, then who was he to complain. Someone would either come take him out of his misery or everyone would stay away. Either way, he wouldn't be sad.

Although he could hear her approaching and even reaching out to sniff at him, he still didn't raise his eyes to look at her. He was ashamed, but he'd never admit it. Perhaps this is how she had felt when that cloaked being had taken her horns. The bastard took his fur, so he could definitely imagine what she felt like. Luckily for her, though, her horns had grown back. Magnus could only hope for the same fate for his fur; he didn't want to be bald forever, unless forever maybe only lasted another week or so. He wouldn't live like this forever.

She recognized him though and although it made him happy, part of him kind of felt bad for her. Why did she want to admit to knowing him like this? Magnus certainly wouldn't be offended if she ran off, just as afraid of him now as she was when she thought that he was a monster. Really, was he much else? A wolf without hair was pretty much a monster. Sheepishly, he rose a paw again to bring the hood back up over his head. He didn't want to be seen like this, especially not by Kiyo.

"Speech."