He has just been out of the skin, having spread out the wings in perfect shape, and waiting for the body to color and harden. He is clinging tightly to its old skin. His life probably depends solely on how firm he anchored the forelimbs, which is now a lifeless skeleton. The color of the newly emerged body was so similar to those of the surrounding green leaves that it took me a while to find him.
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