The goblin was terrified. Separated from his troop, hunted by humans and their dogs.
But he must get the message through.
The growls and yelps were getting close, surely the rain covered his scent. He kept running deeper into the woods. Treated like a villain, an animal, a vile disgrace.
Yet he was on a crusade. Looking for a way to bring back his family after being chained and dragged from the warren.
He chased the slavers to their town, then they saw him. But he knew where they were.
He must get the message through to save his family.