It was a long time ago - a capercaillie and a wild drake lived together. When it got cold, the drake flew to warmer regions. The capercaillie, crying, flew after him. From tears and cold, the poor wood grouse's eyes were swollen and red.
The drake took pity on him, plucked blue feathers from his neck, and white fluff from under his wings and wrapped him up. Since then, the capercaillie's plumage has become like that of a drake - blue on the neck and white under the wings.
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