But flying to show off how beautiful one is requires a lot of energy and Titel starts getting tired.
He notices a little iceberg on its own in the middle of the cold ocean.
- That's ideal for a nap. I won't be disturbed by the noisy chattering of my friends, the penguins, he thought.
So he settled down there. He was the same colour as the snow so nobody could see him.
It's summer. Over there on the other side of the world Titel, the young snow petrol is proud. The rays of the never-setting sun are reflected in his lovely white plumage.
He circles around the icebergs and from time to time hears a penguin saying :
- Oh ! Look at that beautiful bird with its black beak and its snowy white feathers.
