He doesn't need to think about that for long - he's a fair enough figher even without his magic in the equation, so not exactly defenseless should things go awry. As to whether he can handle a wolf specifically, well... he certainly has enough experience scaring them away from his campsites.

"I'm fairly certain I can handle it," he answers evenly, not offended by the concern or the warnings. But he's not willing to sit this out either, after seeing the look on that young woman's face - the perils of the heroing business.

So when Hunter shifts and starts heading deeper into the woods, Vanyel only takes a moment to pull his cloak more tightly around himself before he follows the black wolf. He may end up regretting this decision later, but he knows he'd regret turning his back more.