The cat the black dragon had picked up was glaring at him intensely. Ignoring the dragon's maniacal, Ocotl stared at the cat back. He could feel the presence of a demon coming from it, but he other than the strangely large mouth, it was a completely normal, black and grey cat. He followed the black dragon as he led him back, glancing back to the cat occasionally. It seemed to continue to glare at him, some kind of determination behind its round black eyes. Ocotl hummed as he stared at the cat, tilting his head slightly.

"Why do you stare at me so, Cat?" he grumbled, smiling slightly. He felt there was more to this than a cat. The presence of a demon had lingered throughout the trip through the forest with the black dragon, and it hadn't been there before. This cat is definitely not a cat, he thought. 
"You've been glaring at me for a long while."

Ocotl could faintly feel the presence of another demon in the tribe, besides the cat next to him, but it was too faint to make out. He glanced briefly behind him, but there was nothing visible in the trees besides the faint shimmer of the barrier.