[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 420px; text-align: justify][size=8]It was particularly early in her time in the clan, as she'd joined in the direct hours before sunset and had taken a nap that caused her to roam that night. Yarnpaw had been doing some thinking. After the sun lit up their camp and her pretty silver fur was highlighted nicely by the light of day, she'd come to the decision that there was a name far more suitable for her. While it was still premature in her time here, she could definitely change it without any or many problems occurring along terms of confusion. Better yet, the new name would help with her fresh start! So here went nothing.
Prancing to the center of camp, she called in a sweetly joyous tone, "Everyone! I'll be changing my name to Flowerpaw!" She knew her warrior name, and found it quite pleasant. It would be complimentary to her personality, and she wasn't all that worried about them being supporting or anything. It wasn't a gigantic deal, just a name change.