and poof! the yellow tufts are gone.
so i assigned genders and familial roles to the birds, based on nothing but a gut feeling. The one on the left is the protective big brother - he started puffing puffing puffing up whenever i peeked in, sometimes pulling a dad move and sitting on his lovely little sister. the more diminutive of the two, she stayed tucked into the corner of the slip. also, she kept her wing feathers crisp and spectacularly white.
as a point of comparison, the brother bird is sitting on the nest - or where a semblance of nest lay among the ever piling up bird crap. he fills up the nest in the same way his parents did way back in the egg days.
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