Jack leaps over the fence and lands in the grass beside Shelly. He cautiously looks back over the four foot tall wood fence and doesn't see anything out of the ordinary. He breathes a sigh of relief and sits next to Shelly.
Shelly half winces and smiles as she holds the side of her belly, "That went well."
Jack pulls aside her hand and sees the bite mark. Worry and concern fills his eyes, "No, no, no."
Shelly returns her hand to the wound, "I got bit."