Uh, yeah. You might want to actually think of that. Unless you want to call them wolf one and wolf two and so on.

[The one that had tried to escape seemed to have been just going for some kind of noise or smell... or maybe it liked Stiles' feet, because it was now snuffling up to his shoe, tiny teeth gnawing on his pants.]

What do you call the others? Would you-- stop that! I wear these, okay?