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Mahogany darkens his back, masking powerful shoulders and persisting on the flat 'ridges that march up his neck, right until the edge of the teak hood that covers headknobs and eyeridges. A richer rosewood feathers ruddier tones over the tops of his wings, skipping his legs to appear again over fearsome talons. The lighter underside of his youth has darkened with age, attested now only in the clay on the middle of his 'sails and sandstone on his limbs; gossan has since dusted his belly, and fully covered wings' leading edge, while charcoal has scored the trailing fringe. Burnt ochre brings out the hook of his snout, but even that pales in comparison to the bright vermillion of his long tail.%R%RHis front left leg twists at a bit of a strange angle, and he moves with the slightest limp, but no signs of pain.