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Cliff looked at her with a puzzled expression when she mentioned tackling him, as he had nearly no recollection of those events. Werewolves tended to remember less when they were hungry, or when they were in a feral state, so he had no idea of this happening. Also, he was being bribed with food, so he was pre-occupied.

So he whispered to Theri a simple question. "Did that really happen? Just how hungry did I get...wait, I vaguely recall trying to eat something and then someone stopping me. Did I try to get food from her or something?"

Incidentally, Cliff was usually very careful not to cause issues like being late and such, because there were certain members of his clan who disliked Cliff had gone to Astrius to learn and were not getting homeschooled inside the clan like the others. This had happened numerous times in the past as well though, but people were people and got weird like that.

Anyways, Cliff had zero memory or emotions towards this girl, though he felt like instinctively she might be an enemy, but decided to let that go for now. "You can sit wherever you want. Anyways, Theri, I think after this we have a class on Origin's History, taught by someone named Milo, and then also a course on Practical Magic for Daily Life, right? Or, am I getting the schedule mixed up? I am sure the first one is right though, but I cant be certain about the second..."