Fastidious about its appearance, the schloug pushes the refinement of its all-over tan all the way to its organs, which it pulls out at will. Long thought to be unfinished, its constitution lacking skin and feathers, this is actually its physical make-up, shared by male and female alike. However, come mating season, its swollen livers, blood-filled lungs and bluish spleens all lie gleaming on the branches, and we must conclude that their sizes and colours symbolise the power of the male.