Naming:
The doe had been on foal duty all day. She didn't mind it but it was boring sometimes and today was especially boring. The foals were all goofing off and needed something else to put their minds to. The other doe that was with her had no ideas and didn't seem to interested in their task.
Not too far off was a tree full of leaves and flowers. It was the time of the year both would be falling off the tree. It hit her then and she called the foals over to her and they went over to the tree. She started to knock her horns and front hooves against the tree. Over and over she hit the tree. Eventually the flowers from the tree started to fall off the tree and a swirl of petals were falling among the foals. The foals danced and played in the falling petals. "Petal storm, petal storm!" the foals cried in joy.
Petal Storm, she liked that.