fly me to the moon - open, joining

[splittingatoms]

Split wasn't expecting a surprise attack. Which is maybe the entire point of surprise attacks, but nonetheless he didn't expect it. Upon feeling the nudge of a nose, the chubby kitten jumped up. Sort of.

Given the strength of his little legs and the momentum of his position, Split more of rolled over onto his back, where he flailed his paws like a beetle stuck upside down. "Don't attack! Just- wait, I gotta-" The fluff of his belly covered his face as Split tried to bend his upper half in a sit-up position. The end result was the kit managing to roll over sideways and push himself back up into proper form, so he technically achieved his goal.

Staring up at the much larger creature in front of him, Split blinked, then smiled. "Hi! I'm Sphit- Spiff- Shlip-" The kit suddenly sneezed with enough force to send flying a few tufts of fur that had been stuck in his mouth. He stared wide eyed into space as if his whole life had flashed before his eyes, but quickly recovered and looked back up at the jaguar.

"Hi! I'm Sp-li-ti-ng-a-to-ms." Split pulled his name into way more syllables than necessary. It wasn't clear if it was for his own benefit or the other's. "It's good that you're a big friend. I need big help." Split gestured to the railroad tracks that he did not know were railroad tracks, completely unclear in his meaning.

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