"Andraste's tits," He swears soft under his breath and lunges forward to catch the man by his hand. "This way," And with a less than gentle tug, due to the immediate danger, he runs towards the cave focusing his mind and preparing himself for a spell just in case he would need to fire one off before they made it to the safety of his hiding spot.

"You best fit, because I'm not fighting off blighted wolves for a sliver of your tail!"