Years ago I was baiting bears in Oregon. Arrowed a chocolate bear just as it was getting dark. It ran off and I was waiting a bit before tracking. Then I hear a bear come back and it was woofing and snapping it’s teeth. That went on for 30 minutes or so, then stopped. I waited a while longer and climbed down from my tree stand. There was a large pool of blood at the base of the tree I was sitting in. I doubt the bear was after me, but you never know.
