The ringing of crashing metal off in the distance was quite different than the kind that happened at random intervals throughout the bustling city. Not only was it no collision between cars, it had come from the sky above, and while the Predator was accustomed to any number of flying things from drones to airplanes, this was apparently not one of those. It had no wings, at least to the keen eyes of a cunning cat who had been mostly undisturbed in the shade of a massive billboard, and was already well on fire before it even so much as it landed - crashed to be more fair - into some of the mountainous terrain of the valley. The initial sound and sight of it was enough to get the tiger's attention, as did it with the rest of the city, as it left a trail of smoke as it fell.
By the time the sizable cat was to its feet, the object had fallen with that distinctive sound, leading to this moment of wonder. Not the good kind of wonder but the kind that came with curiosity, confusion, and conflict. Whatever it was, it seemed only too reasonable to be worthy of investigating, and the tiger was off like a bolt of persimmon lightning in more ways than one. It thought like a thunderbolt and with it, seemed to strike between two places, already across several buildings in the blink of an eye, where then it was at full gait in its running. It hadn't any idea where or what the crash was, at least not yet, but it had a direction from the smoke, and the power to cover leaps and bounds with steps. In some places its huge pawed feet walked quite across the air, like a leaf on the wind, bounding up from that place between on soon clutching the ledge of a roof only to be atop it with equal grace as the groundless step; were it to be seen, the entire maneuvering of an animal not bound by regular physics would have been otherworldly.
