Cuan looked between both his options, hesitating a bit. He had pretty much no choice - the horse clearly wanted him in the cabin so heading towards it's hands would not only put him in Eric's grasp but probably anger him. Deciding it was best to play along and hope the horse's plans for him would not be so bad, Cuan slid down the log's inside, landing heavily on the cabin's floor with a soft grunt of pain. He put some distance between himself and the door, to show he wasn't going to take the rather unwise course of trying to run out with Eric right there ready to stop him.