"A lone wolf is searching for something, and what it's searching for is another wolf," the Ghost says, gesturing not only at Stacia, Ponente, and the other Sam, but also at everyone else in the clearing. "The smallest social unit isn't a single individual, but a pack. She'll be looking for something to approximate that."

There's a loud snarl as a tussle breaks out between two of the wolves. Stacia swears and abandons her plate in other Sam's care again, loping toward the fight.

"Goddamnit, I told you two--"

"...And she'll expect to be listened to," the Ghost says as Stacia shifts into her wolf-monster form to scruff the two combatants. Interestingly, her outerwear vanishes instead of being shredded like her Jorgmund jumpsuit.