Two Rivers Isle Big, Bad Wolves

Pyro continued to refuse, and though this angered Vassago, he didn't show it -- he would be the guardian of the Isle, then -- and said nothing. 

Yellow eyes followed the form of his smaller brother as he retreated, grumbling and fixing his back with a glare, but turning away himself in the next moment to batter again at the stump with renewed vigor, taking out his anger on the thing until his feet were sore. Why didn't anybody understand him?