Jerry
Jerry suddenly drew a knife, and drew it down the backs of both forearms, then cutting a herringbone pattern in. His eyes teared up, and he whimpered from the pain, his eyes glistening with tears.

Dawn licked his tears, smiling through the pain.

(Uh, Jerry is cutting himself. Is Dawn really okay with that?)

(i was accepted right?)

walks along cheerfully like the idiot she was as a dear. she doesn't notice them but she does smell the blood the she changes into a flying creature and hides.

(She respects what hes doing. Also, she doesnt really understand but doesnt want to question it.)

she peaks from where she is hiding and looks at them she changes to her human form trying to avoid being caught. she see them and sighs thank god theres not to much danger i hope she trys to get closer to them to see if she can try and shapeshift into Nights form.

(Typos!)

(Okay.)
Jerry
Jerry suddenly grabbed Dawn's forearm with an iron grip, and and began cutting the same pattern in her arm.

(i know i was never good at english)
she watches interested in what they were doing and turned into a small mouse like creature and moved closer.
she saw the pattern and got close enough to realises she might have just gotten herself into trouble.

Dawn winced and asked, *what is this?*