Manoah's dark eyes widened as the figure of a canine appeared over his den. He stared in frozen horror as it reached a large paw down towards him. His mind told him to bite it, but he was too frozen in fear to do anything but flinch, part his jaws in a wide warning yawn with a hiss, and scramble even farther back against the dirt wall behind him. The thylacine rapidly glanced around, searching for a possible escape route that he knew he may soon need to take, especially if this beast decided it was hungry.