Moonspear you were the one next to me

"I am not asking you to fight it, just freak it out enough to get him running," Wraen explained her plan, which according to her was pretty rational and for the greater good. If they chased it out - good. If it began to chase them? Well, there were two of them, the cat could not split itself in half and take after one of them. With this thought in mind she looked first at herself, then gave a long and evaluating gaze at Liffey - she looked fit enough, fast as well. 

"I mean, it is two to one - the cat can't charge at both of us," she reasoned. "Plus, if we surprise it with - say - unholy howling, yowling and other noise-making, that beast is sure as hell to run first and think second. But... before we start - can you run fast? Like for your life?"