My names all tend to be descriptors rather than my supposed name. I know that I had something I had been called, animals have "names" of their own variety to communicate by, although these are not just limited to those audible and obviously not written. Likewise, the "name" is less descriptive or meaningful than how humans interpret names as rather than an individual identity it is something that they are uniquely identified by; if we could translate say, the specific growl a lion greets another with while socializing and bonding, it would not automatically be a meaningful name as we perceive it. This is similar to how each wolf has their own howl or a whale their own song and while they may share similar ones due to their family and social groups, each one is unique.
This led me in part to why I use a descriptive name. There are no words to really represent these things, just abstracts. So what would one call a sabertooth cat? An apt description would be that it is something that is "red in tooth" because that is what it does, a predator with long teeth that bloodies them in order to take prey. The name itself is also an allusion to The Way of the Soul, rather In Memoriam, a poem by Lord Tennyson. Moreover, it is less a name too in the sense it is a title and represents what my role is at its core and the embodiment of that and the cost of that.
In this way and others, a cat has many names, which is also entertaining in its own right as it too is described in The Naming of Cats by T.S. Elliot, which in part is based off the mythos surrounding cats having many names. Having not known this until after finding myself, I can certainly say there is something substantiative to this that fits in with the rest of feline mythos; I have many things I am called but only one name I "know" which I do not share.