Edwin was sitting outside on the grass finishing off the smallest details of a clay tiger, using his small scalpel to emphasise the stripes, when his vision slowly faded, blurring at the edges before falling unconscious and hearing a voice. When his vision returned Edwin wasn't all that troubled, thinking his tiredness was getting the best of him and to be honest he didn't really pay much attention to what the voice said since he wanted to finish off his little tiger. Refocused on his little tiger, posing it so that it was min-roar. Happy with how it turned out Edwin breathed a huge sigh of all the emotion he built up while crafting his latest creation. 

To Edwin's huge shock the little tiger breathed in his sigh and roared so loud that defied the tiger's palm size. Leaping from his palm the Clay Tiger dashed away and when Edwin leapt up to chase it he cracked his head on a low hanging branch that certainly wasn't there before, namely because Edwin wasn't sitting under a tree when he started. Now more confused than ever Edwin scrambled up and scooped up his fallen scalpel, sheathing it before putting it in his pocket.

Running in the vague direction of his escaped predator Edwin stumbled through trees and bushes before running onto a dirt path in an explosion of twigs and leaves. 
[color=c4df9b][b]"Stop! RPD!"[/b][/color]

Hearing a rather authoritative voice shouting the word stop had Edwin obey out of instinct. He then knelt down on the ground and interlocked his fingers behind his head. 
"Umm... officer? This might sound strange, but you wouldn't happened to have seen a little tiger made of clay run by? It's only about the size of my palm." turning his head Edwin saw that the female officer was not only rather tall, but also facing away from him. Coughing in embarrassment Edwin slowly got to his feet and brushed the dirt off his jeans. Noticing the spear wielding man beyond the officer Edwin eloquently put his feelings on the situation.
"Oh dear."