Once upon a time, when the fairy whose mission was to color the birds had finished her work, she began to scrape her palette and to make ready for departure. She had done her task well, for the plumage of the feathered creatures all around her glowed with a thousand glorious colors.

    There was s lordly eagle, arrayed in a robe of golden brown. A peacock had a tail of shimmering blue and green. A crow’s black coat shone in the sun with a kind of steely radiance. A canary was as yellow as a buttercup, a jay had a spot of blue sky on either wing, even a humble sparrow wore a handsome black neck-tie, and the cock was resplendent in yellow, black, and red. All the birds were proud of their appearance and gazed at their reflections in the water to admire their beauties.

   Alone among the birds, a little goldfinch took no part in the rejoicing. Somehow the fairy had overlooked it, so that it remained uncoloured, a drab little creature, in its sober grey dress, among the gaily clothed throng.

    More than once it had tried to draw the fairy’s attention to itself, and now, seeing the fairy cleaning her palette in readiness to depart, it stepped forward and said, “Have pity on me, good fairy, and paint my plumage as you have painted that of the others, so that I may walk among them unashamed. I have nothing to commend me—no beautiful song like the nightingale or the throttle, no grace of form such as the swallows have. If I am to go unadorned, nothing remains for me but to hide myself among the leaves.”

     Then, the fairy took pity on the little creature and would gladly have painted it with glowing colors, but alas, the fairy had scraped his palette clean. Therefore, she took up a brush and going from bird to bird took from each a spot of color, which she laid upon the goldfinch, blending a score of brilliant hues with marvellous skill. When she had finished, the tiny bird was transformed. Now, from being the saddest in that brilliant company, it took a place among the most beautiful of them all and sang to express its gratitude.

Adopted from: https://fairytalez.com/goldfinch-got-colours/ (March, 23, 2020)

Complete the sentence based on the text.

The birds felt ____ and ____ of their new look.