Arashi

Your pawpads tingle numbly as you pad through the tundra before you. Cold flurries of wind blow around you, carrying elm seeds with them; they dance through the air, sticking to your fur as you make your way across the rocky terrain. The layer of snow beneath you is thin, but you've been walking for hours, and the cold is becoming nearly too much to bear. You're growing increasingly weary, and it's almost dusk- you're beginning to believe that your search for shelter is in vain. Suddenly out of the corner of your eye, you see a silhouette of a wolf in the distance. You perk your ears, curiosity and excitement mingling with fear of the unknown.. Are they hostile?, you wonder.
The figure is far away, but they seem indifferent to you. Taking a chance, you bound towards the wolf, and to your surprise, they start moving towards you as well. As you close the distance between each other, you can make out some details of the stranger in front of you: it's a female wolf, with fair green eyes and a smooth, thick pelt. She seems interested in you. You slow to a walk as you get closer, warily dipping your head to her. "Greetings." she says to you calmly. "You're aware that this is my territory, yes?"
You stiffen, realizing you may have missed a scent marker in your exhaustion. Taking a step back, you lower your head in a show of respect, hoping it may calm any aggression towards you. "I wasn't aware, my deepest apologies. I'll leave if you wish." there's a pause- you can tell she's examining you. After a few heartbeats, she responds, "You seem tired and cold, I can tell you've been traveling. Come with me, I've a warm den and food not far from here." "Th- thank you!," you stutter, taken aback by her sudden generosity.
"What is your name, may I ask?", you say as you begin following her to her den. She looks back at you with a smile. "I'm Arashi."

The first Queen of The River's Grave, Arashi is an extremely revered and well-respected wolf. For this, she was granted immortality by the pack's first shaman and one of her best friends, Citrus. Though Citrus was usually a curt and overbearing wolf, Arashi seemed to get through to her, and Arashi was one of the only wolves other than Citrus's mate Canyon and son Buzzard that she enjoyed the company of. Citrus may have been an irritating wolf, but she was not a selfish one- she did not grant herself immortality and has since passed away and been buried with her mate Canyon. Buzzard is good friends with Arashi because of his mother's relationship with her. Arashi treats him as a son.
Arashi chose Olive as her mate. Though a very happy couple, Olive wanted a large family- unfortunately they could not have biological children, even if Arashi was male- Olive is infertile. So, they took many orphaned pups on as adopted children- six, to be exact. Fox, Salmon, and Tundra as their sons, & Mold, Pigeon, and Ember as their daughters. Arashi also had one biological daughter, Sandstone. They all went on to take important roles within the pack.
Arashi, with her gift of immortality, spends her life happily looking over her healthy pack. She uses most of her time entertaining the pups with stories of her long and eventful leadership, but occasionally accompanies scouts on their journeys, in hopes of finding strong new pack members. She also scouts ahead of the pack when they're traveling, serving as a protective guide. Very keen on recruiting newcomers, she also uses this time as a way to possibly introduce any foreign wolves she may find to the pack.
When the time comes for another Queen to inevitably step up, she mentors them on all they may need to know about the important role. The title of Queen is reserved for a very private line of wolves- near the end of every Queen's life they have a litter and carefully pick the strongest female pup to take their place. Every Queen is a descendant of Arashi. Arashi's second biological daughter, Raiu, is the first Queen to take her place.