Ankyra Sound sharp edges

you give someone a modicum of power and they let it go directly to their heads. illidan listened with a perfectly neutral expression. his burning gaze lingered on each of their features. he was not shocked that rosalyn would suggest they uproot the pack and move out of the sound. he did not know her well enough to find shock in such things. he was more displeased that firefly did not seem to listen to him at all. a cool rage started to sweep through his frame. he fought to keep it under control, but he did not appreciate that neither of them seemed to care what he had to say.
 
“no,” the boy’s voice was firm this time. he drew his crown upward and eyed the dark male that he had forged a bond with. “you would only be leaving with yourselves. my family will not leave the sound, and i’d confidently wager that there are several more who would stand with us in our home,” he then explained with a shrug of his shoulder. “if you two would like to leave, then that is your choice, but you won’t have a pack to follow you.” it wasn’t a threat, but a moment of clarity and honesty. he was not about to let them trample over him without understanding what would come of their poor choices.
 
“i asked that you let me speak to my mother and you completely ignore me. it does not speak well of your leadership skills,” illidan then remarked with a careful glance toward the scarred male and then to rosalyn. “that is, unless you wanted me to believe that you consider me and my opinions to be nothing more than a joke.” he was hurt, and it showed in the steely look in his hawkish gaze. he would have hoped that firefly would have listened to what he had to say… to at least allow him a chance.