Eli
Nearing the tree where the two were running, Eli tried to keep a steady pace as he yowled, "I'll smell you both out! If it's the last thing I-" He couldn't finish his sentence, feeling something sharp smack into him from above, leaving him staggering to the right as he let out a growl. He shook his pelt, trying to untangle the branch from his thick fur that was getting knotted up from the wood. Thinking it was a coincidence, he didn't figure to look up. He would have continued to follow the scent trail, though that familiar taunting voice hit his ears like the loudest thunderstorm.
With his teeth bared, he glared up in the direction the tree branch had came tumbling down and growled low,
"For the record, you ugly good for nothing flea-bag, I'm after a fish stealer... And if you want to talk, come down here and I'll show you what talking to me get's you!" He raked his claws down the tree where the cat stood and glared up; he would not attempt to climb it because it was no use. Eli knew he was meant for exploring in caves, not wandering up trees.