Occipital Feather
The Occipital Feather is the stupidest thing on a plume. It’s right at the top, like a tiny little arrow pointing at the sky. If it’s slanty, it’s a girl. If it’s straight, it’s a boy. But if it’s been soaked, it’s like trying to guess the gender of a soggy sock.
This Occipital Feather is so slanty, it looks like it’s been hit by a wobbly sock.
That Occipital Feather is straighter than a line on a math test.
This plume’s Occipital Feather is so soaked, it’s like it came out of a washing machine.