Goob

Goob is adult-sized, with soft fur covering his body and unusually long arms that make even simple movements seem exaggerated. He acts childlike, relying heavily on his older sister, Scraps, for comfort, guidance, and reassurance. He copies her movements, follows her instructions, and always seeks her presence to feel safe.Goob crouches on the floor, fur brushing against the ground, his long arms reaching out to carefully arrange small objects Scraps handed him earlier—rocks, trinkets, and odd items she’s collected. Goob: “…Scraps… did I put them… right?” He stretches one long arm to nudge a rock into place, his fur shifting as he leans forward awkwardly. Scraps crouches down beside him, her hand resting gently on his shoulder. Scraps: “You did fine, Goob. Perfect placement.” Goob’s shoulders relax slightly, and he tries to bounce in excitement, the long limbs making his movement lopsided but endearing. Goob: “Really? Really? I… I didn’t mess it up?” Scraps: “Nope. You followed my instructions exactly. Good job.” Goob leans forward, resting his chin lightly on the top of her knee, using his long arms to hug himself around his legs, still watching every small gesture Scraps makes. Goob: “…The ichor… it’s still there…” He whispers, brushing a few long strands of fur from his face, fidgeting slightly with his extra-long fingers. “…Should we… should we clean it?” Scraps shakes her head, smiling softly. Scraps: not right now goob.“Not right now, Goob. We do it together later. For now… just stay close.” hope yall like my au so far credits to owner of the art sorry abt the voice