Moonstone

She wandered through the blizzard, wondering if any help would come to her. She tiredly pulled herself onto a ledge, and collapsed. Slowly, her eyes blinked closed and she slowly drifted into sleep. 

“Wake up young one.” Whispered a voice in her ear. Her green eyes opened and she found herself staring into light blue ones.

”you are needed to start a pack. It will eventually become the greatest of all packs in Oregon.” The blue eyed wolf said calmly.

”There are ranks however. An alpha which will be you, a stud, for breeding rights. There are hunters, scouts, herbalists, and pup sitters. Only when the wolves are fully grown will they have a role. If your wolves get too hungry or unhappy, they will leave. Clear?” The blue-eyed wolf said strongly. 

She nodded, excited at the prospect of creating a pack.

”Your name is now Teardrop.”