"Go, go!" Thorin snapped, shoving the dwarves nearest to him in that direction, using his back to shield Fili from another debris shower. The group collapsed, breathless, in the mouth of the cave.
"Dwalin, Gloin, search to the back." Thorin gasped, they seemed the least hurt or shaken up by the experience. "Caves in the mountains are seldom unoccupied." Looking around at the rest of the company he asked. "Is everyone alright?"