"Careful, you don't want your legs to be sore then it will hurt to walk," I said standing and stretching. I flailed my wings stretching them out as I began to stretch my legs. I popped my back and then my fingers. I sat and preened my wings, the feathers were all over the place. No wonder I was flying slower than usual, I sat and preened as I ate the berries.

"It only hurts if you do it incorrectly, but I'm getting rid of the feathers that are ruined." I explained "My downy feathers are the softest since they hold all the heat in, the feathers you see on the outside are all slick so water and wind slide right off. They are the ones I'm removing, the downy feathers don't really get ruined, they only get dirty." I said continuing to preen and pluck my feathers. I struggled and stretched to reach the ones in the center of my back but I managed. "water bird feathers create an oil that protects their feathers from getting ruined when they float in the water," I explained "But I'm no water bird, so I can't hunt and float like they can,"