All Puffed Up

All puffed up, ducks, swans and goose fluffed feathers on the loose, afterfeathers clinging to open flagged wings strutting as they move and sing. Smaller birds hang back and low un-intimidting, gentle, calm, slow, little barbs rising from the contoured body ready to rise, the ease of flight embodied. Iridescent delicate tipped quills bounce and float at will, boldly embracing the cold wind breeze downy fluff and stuff set free. Ruffled remiges, covert retrices marked by circannual monitorings embarked the seasons bristly gatherers on the fly all puffed up, winged avengers of the sky.