There's kind of a crest on the back of Julien's head, where some of his 'hair' is still longer than the surrounding feathers. It continues in a kind of short mane down the back of his neck. The blue dye evokes long hair and pointed ears, in an abstracted way. He looks like the mascot for something.

There are the bones of his lower jaw, under the soft fluff. They feel familiar at first, at least except for how they end in a beak, but there are more bones involved, particularly the wiry hyoid.

Slowly, pitching a little and leaning into Aaron's steady palms as he tries to get a handle on it, Julien lifts his head part of the way off the ground. His neck wants to curve into an S-shape, wants to notch that lower curve into the slot at the top of his titanic breast. He tries turning his head... his neck musculature is dazzlingly complex. Julien's head jerks as his neck curves left, and he can see how he's lying on the floor.

Dully, he notes, "God. I'm all muscle and feathers."