Maybe it's just too early for me, but that phrase annoys the hell out of me in this context. It seems to imply some deliberate, pre-meditated serial killer action* on the tiger's part. It's a tiger. Hell, it's a cat. It's what they do. I hate that it ended up losing, anyway. A shadowy, free-roaming tiger in San Francisco would've been a good splash of cold water in our "master of nature" faces.

Colorado Springs would be even better, but it would need several.

*not that I would have blamed it in the least had it actually been so