Rust
By Wasabikitty10
"Come in, please. It's cold." Daine pleaded with her husband. "I know you don't want to, but even a stormwing gets lonely sometimes."
"I've stood through a lot more than cold weather, woman. You know that." Rikash's reply was true, his face bore the scars of battles past. Some of the cuts were even now unhealed.
"Aren't you always telling me to forget the past?"
Rikash sighed. The effect was rather spoiled by the raindrop that landed squarely on his head. "And don't start on me about how you could keep me dry. I'm not interested."
Daine bit her lip. That was what she had been about to say. "Won't you rust?"
Rust? Is that possible? He wondered.
"It's true, my da told me he once found a stormwing that couldn't even fly, his wings were so rusted. You don't want that to happen to your wings, do you?"
Huh. Maybe I should go inside... no. I'll stay firm. "I won't rust, quit it."
"Alright, but don't go coming to me when your wings fall off."
He nervously preened his long blond hair, arranging it to cover his feathers. What if they actually rust?
"Daine? Maybe... could I come in?"
"Of course, Rikash, of course."
--The End