#b-176

The Morty comes from a dimension where humans have birdy wings and birdy tendencies.

The wings reach to like the small of people’s backs and feather patterns and stuff like that run in families. Like, if the mom and dad have speckled feathers, so will the kid.

If you look at how big wings would need to be to let a human fly, it’s fucking ridiculous, so these wings are more less useless other than for social interaction and having pretty feathers with probably help you get a date. They still have flight feathers though.

Morty’s feathers are brown with light white speckles and he’s got soft, fluffy feathers pretty much all over his upper back and he tends move his wings around a lot. He’ll flap them when he stressed out or frustrated and just wiggles and stretches them a lot over all.

This Morty was assigned to his Rick (who lives alone btw) when he was really little so Rick knew very little about the dimension, meaning that the first time Morty’s feathers molted; it was a total mess and Rick had to get in touch with Birdperson to ask what the hell was wrong with his bird grandson.

Morty loves nesting, perching, and preening and can be pretty noisy. When he was little, he loved to scream just for the hell of it and was very good at making Rick wonder why the hell he applied for a Morty in the first place.

Rick has to help Morty preen a lot since most of the boy’s feathers are on the middle of his back and this gets even worse whenever Morty molts cuz y’know, grouchy teenage birdy boy.

Rick deals with it though cuz he loves his freaky grandson :’)