::Since getting a broken wing from the attack by the rouge group of orcs near their home, Icer had insisted that Aurthur was to stay at home and let his wing heal. He could not leave the lair without being under her supervision for any reason.::
"This stinks." ::Aurthur grumbled unhappily to himself as he laid stretched out on his wife's blanket, staring at the wall.:: "I can still walk, for crying out loud, and i can still defend myself well enough, she should at least let me go for a walk......"
"This stinks." ::Aurthur grumbled unhappily to himself as he laid stretched out on his wife's blanket, staring at the wall.:: "I can still walk, for crying out loud, and i can still defend myself well enough, she should at least let me go for a walk......"