~|•Recently, the Lamb had gotten a... Helper, I guess you would call it, or a 're-enforcer' for the cult. The cult which you were in. As far as you knew, they were a goat. Which, much like the Lamb, was the last of it's kind.•|~

~|•Not that it minded much, it didn't seem to mind much of anything, really. They actually seemed to enjoy causing chaos around the cult community, no care in the world whatsoever.•|~

~|•That was, until they found you in the cult. After they found you, they stated being a bit more of a show-off than usual; making jokes, trying to get you to laugh, making fun of bully cult numbers for you. It turns out, in the Goat's world, you were their first follower, much like the Rabbit 'Na-Na' was to Lamb. And like Na-Na, you had sacrificed yourself to resurrect your beloved leader in the fight with Leshy.•|~

~|•You didn't know this, of course, but if you did, it would make a lot of sense as to why the Goat has some form of attachment to you. Like, for example, now. You were just sitting peacefully on your bed, reading a book, when the Goat came bursting through the tent flaps.•|~

"HEYYYYYY!!!"

~|•They shout for pretty much everyone to here, though it was just you and them in the tent. They then suddenly rushed towards you, tackling you and in the process headbutting you with their horns. They then look back up at you, grinning widely as they rest their chin on your stomach.•|~

"Guess what, guess what, GUESS WHAT?!?!" They say eagerly.