"Climb!" he shouted. The bear backed away, shaking his shaggy head, dazed by the impact. He looked at me, and I froze and I knew then what had stopped Rafe from running. When the bear met my gaze, any thoughts of escape vanished. Instinct said to fight. This was my territory, and no bear was going to take it from me. Stand firm and-- "Maya!" Rafe grabbed my jacket again and nearly yanked me off the branch. "Climb!" That snapped me out of it, and when I looked down now, all I saw was a very big, very pissed off bear."