Talik had tried poking at the bear's eyes with his hooked stick, but the beast had easily broken it in half and swatted most of it away. Thus, it was all the young goblin could do to jab at the bear as it reared up and wait for someone else to come help. He sighed with relief as he saw one of the older members of the tribe approach, distracting the bear. He didn't recognize the voice, and didn't pay enough attention to identify him by appearance; as soon as the bear was distracted, the young goblin grabbed the fish out of the branches, gathering them loosely- and wetly- in his arms, and dropped lightly out of the tree. One of the fish slipped out of his arms and he scrambled to pick it back up again- pausing for just a heartbeat to grab another one from the bear's stash, for good measure- and scampered away into the forest, back towards the fallen tree where he had first crossed the river. Once he was across, he paused for just long enough to catch his breath and listen to if the bear had tried to follow, but he could hear nothing over the sound of the gurgling river. Good, that meant that his tribemate must have kept it distracted.

Talik stashed the fish in the hollow of a tree for now, blocking the entrance with stones and twigs so that animals wouldn't get at them while he went for help. No doubt the goblin who had come to help him was an able warrior, but if the bear decided to attack, no lone goblin would stand a chance. He quickly made his way back to the village, looking earnestly for any adult males who may be able to help.