5: Spring
He had never been fond of the season but now he has more reason to dislike it. He can hardly move without shedding blue feathers, which feels very strange when his wings aren't even there at the moment. Hopefully this molting will be over soon, about the only consolation is that no one sees him like this. At least he isn't the only one who's shedding feathers. But he really hadn't expected limbs that were only half real and not always there because they are magical to molt.
6: Feathers
It is a great relief that his feathers are not white like Krads were, he has a hard enough time trying to disassociate the fact that he has wings from the memories of those more painful times. If his wings were white feathered it would be too much a reminder of harder times. And if Krad had left that much of a mark on him that white wings came at need he would probably do something desperate and stupid.