Garrick smelled the cool night air, enjoying it's scent to the point that he hadn't realized Twilight had walked up. Garrick turned to him silently, thinking of how he could get out of this situation without Twilight, and by extension the school know that he was a werewolf. "State your words quickly wolf, I have hunting to do." Garrick said with annoyance, hoping that Twilight would think he was simply a monster.