Sun Mote Copse Not another broken arm in the street

"The bird is nice and majestic, but the name rhymes with "dork"," Wraen pointed out, feeling sorry for the bird itself. How did such a beautiful creature end up with such an unfortunate name was beyond her. "And I think that there will always be some idiot that would call you "Head Dork" behind your back, so let's think about a different option," she suggested. 

"What about..." she thought about all the yellow birds she knew and was disappointed to find out that this was not that much. "Yellow warbler? Those are yellow and those sing nicely. Or, perhaps, you want to have a bird assigned to you based on, how you feel inside and not because of your looks?"