A Sudden Burst of Red

My talons clattered against the grit as I scraped the sticky tape off my legs and leaped onto the workbench. Right beside a pile of rusty bolts sat an old red oil can with a long, curved brass spout! Far too stiff, far too quiet! *Krk-chhh!* I lunged forward, wrapped both scaly hands around the thumb lever at the back, and jammed it down with all my weight. *Squeak-clack!* A sharp spurt of thick, amber machine oil blasted out from the narrow brass tip, splashing straight onto a pale block of scrap wood! The sharp smell of iron grease filled the shadows. I clicked my fangs in triumph as the greasy drops crept across the grain!