[Hyenadog]

Tobias really didn't know how he looked, at least in the eyes of his observer. All he saw when he looked at his reflection was a malnourished stick of a man, but with a healthy diet and help from Selen, he could easily develop into a graceful dancer. Slender arms and legs, and a natural flexibility that came with being a shapeshifter, it would be easy for him to mimic the smooth movements of animals even while in human form.

But he was still unaware of these things. He lived in the moment, and at the moment he was a bit preoccupied with his hair. He looked up when Selen offered a hand, blinking for a moment before hesitantly taking it. "I, um...Don't think I can do much running....." He mumbled, pausing when the blessed suddenly shifted forms.

A twitch pulled at his face as he suddenly moved away, putting the towel over his head and holding it there. "N-no..." He gasped, hearing the blessed's voice in his head. His mental state was still so fragile, seeing the other shift forms and absorbing the mana released from him stirred the beast within. He stumbled back several steps before bumping into a wall and sliding down to the floor, his breathing picking up. He didn't know how to calm himself down, only how to resist...which only caused more pain, compounding his panic and fear. He was already starting to change, crying out and falling to his side, curling up and shaking.