Scotty was walking home from the supermarket as he barked along to a tune on his Ipod. As he turned a corner, he came to a stop and frowned. a Tiger was bearing down on a small... bipedal... thing? In any case this smaller creature looked about ready to freak out.<br/><br/>"HEY! Leave that thing alone!" he shouted, baring his fangs. the 9 foot Bipedal Tiger turned to see who had shouted. "And what are you gonna do about it?" He snidely remarked. Scotty growled. "Don't push your luck." he revealed a gun at his hip. He happened to be a cop, however even though he was off duty, he still carried a firearm.<br/><br/>"Woah, woah! I didn't mean nothin' officer!" The Tiger immediately got defensive. Scotty growled again for good measure and said, "Sure you didn't, Now scram!" As the Tiger left, muttering about "his kill" being stolen from him, Scotty's massive 9 foot frame leaned over the... creature of some kind... and he tried to make it less scared.<br/><br/>"It's okay... You can calm down now. The tiger's gone, the tiger's gone now!" He said gently as he reached out a hand to calm her.