He is the color of tree bark, he is unable to be seen, he lives only against the bottom of the trees. Sometime he will be daring, flying up to the tree top, he picks berries or flowers and eats til his belly can pop. Obsessed with feathers this fairy is, he steals the feathers from wings, the birds around him no longer have joy to sing. He is clothed like a bird, his house is a soft feather loft.
