Doeflame
A decorating event? That sounded fun. Doeflame padded out of the warriors den towards the nervous-looking apprentice. Willowpaw, or something like that. "I'm in," she told her. "Just for the decorating part, by the way. No way am I actually going to do something useful." She flashed Willowpaw a grin; hopefully it would calm her nerves. "Cool decorations, by the way. I'm definitely using them."