Drabble #2: Storms - - Elladan and Estel

Elladan snapped awake as the door to his chambers silently opened. For the last three months, he and Elrohir had been traveling with the Rangers where noises in the dark could mean trouble. The instinct to spring awake would always remain even when he was safe in his own bed.

"Elladan…?" a voice called softly. "I'm scared of the thunder. Can I stay with you?"

Sitting up, Elladan pulled the boy into his bed. "Of course, Estel. The storm is many miles away yet, but we'll be ready for it."

"Like warriors?" Estel asked eagerly.

"We will be warriors together."