You do not feel safe after leaving your staying still post. The moment you move, the hawk above becomes very startled. You watch as it darts toward you, its vicious beak and talons pointed right at you maybe probably. Knowing your bear skin is tough but squishy enough to be vulnerable to hawk anger, you run as fast you possibly can. But you are a bear, not a graceful deer or an elegant bird, so you trip. You fall. And it hurts.
You let the shame and lack of feeling safe wash over you as you watch the hawk fly off into the horizon. It was not coming for you. Why would it? It is a hawk and you are a bear.