Raven broke into a run, definitely going back to the caravan. His run wasn't all that fast, as he had to be careful not to trip what with Ivan in his arms and the mud on the ground. Sure, it seemed silly for their first stop along the getaway was the caravan, but significant rations were kept in there. Raven didn't know how easy it would be to hunt and gather here in the forest, so he wanted some food and water along with him just in case they had trouble collecting their own. Plus it could still provide some shelter if the storm raged once more. Certainly it would be a ridiculous idea to try and move the thing, but Raven felt it was important to save whatever resources he could. He said none of this however, because he was trying to save his breath for keeping up a speedy pace. He slightly regretted leaving the others to their deaths, and leaving the kid's bow behind, but it helped give the illusion that they were not running away and just going outside to pee or whatever. Hopefully buying them a valuable minute or two.