(Yeah, it's all good. We won't go too far ahead without you. c: )
Flak lowered his eyebrows and nodded at the wolf, confirming she was allowed to take the pup. That issue now resolved, he leaped onto a large rock and turned back towards the remaining three dogs, the on coming mutants still caught in his attention. Facing back down towards the three canines, he kept one ear towards the creatures nearby. "Okay. There's too many to take on by ourselves." He started, pausing as one of the mutants let out a loud grumble, all four of them still a good distance away. "But lucky for us, the shore is on our side." Flak said with a smirk, flicking an ear towards the roaring surf. "All we need to do is lead those freaks into the water, and nature will do the rest. Especially since the waves are conveniently rough today." He smirked, but it quickly faded. "But be careful. Nature shows no mercy, and those waves will drown you, send you plummeting into the rocks, or sweep you out to sea before you even have time to whimper." He warned in a stern tone, eyeing each canine to express the seriousness of this plan.
Gavroche let out a grunt as the wolf dropped him on the floor of the cave. As she asked if everyone was here who was supposed to be, he scrambled to his feet, turning to face her. "No! I'm not supposed to be here! I'm not a coward who hides out in some cave while everyone else is down there fightin'!" The pup barked, his naturally loud voice echoing his British accent through the cave. "You're not the boss 'a me! I'm leavin'!" He growled, turning without another word and starting towards the exit.