Then he sat down, looking up at her, pleased with himself, a soft white feather clinging to the side of his mouth.

"They had to be raised on the waterfront so they could have soft feathers that were sold for pillows."

She stroked the soft feathers of its head.

In less than two minutes all had small, soft feathers in their hands.

They looked like soft feathers, you could almost reach out and stroke them.

A single soft white feather slowly sifted down to settle on the deck not far away.

Their slopes seemed covered with soft, gray feathers.

Half bird, half human, and soft, downy feathers instead of hair.

Then he boking up at her, pleased with himself, a soft white feather the side of his mouth.

He ran his finger down the surprisingly soft feathers.