Meet Shere Khan...

 2 1/2 tall, made from reclaimed materials, and weighted with rice, machine and hand sewn.

Shere Khan: "Bravo, Bravo. An extraordinary performance. And thank you for detaining my victim"
Flaps: "D-don't mention it"
Flaps: .."your highness."
Shere Khan: [laughs] "Buu!"
[Vultures flee]
Dizzy: "Let's get out of here."
Buzzie: "Let me through! Gain way! Run, friend, run!"
Mowgli: "Run? Why should I run?"
Shere Khan: "Why should you run? Is it possible that you don't know who I am?"
Mowgli: "I know you alright. You're Shere Khan."
Shere Khan: "Precisely. And you should know that everyone runs from Shere Khan."
Mowgli: "You don't scare me. I won't run from anyone."
Shere Khan: "Ah, you have spirit for one so small. And such spirit is deserving of a sporting chance. Now, I'm going to close my eyes and count to ten. It makes the chase more interesting... for me. One..."
[Music gets tenser as Mowgli looks for something to defend himself with as Shere Khan continues counting]
Shere Khan: "...two..."
[Mowgli spots something and goes over to retrieve it]
Shere Khan: "...three..."
[as Mowgli picks up a stick, Shere Khan begins to suspect something]
Shere Khan: "...four..."
[Mowgli prepares to defend himself]
Shere Khan: "You're trying my patience. Five, six, seven, eight, nine, TEN!"
[Shere Khan leaps at Mowgli with a loud roar, Mowgli loses all of his nerve at the sight of this fearsome creature]