Walk the shoreline

The shoreline is covered in small sharp rocks. This was not a good way to go. You continue on, but your senses are still focused on the creature out in the water. The hot sun above you provides warmth, but you are feeling the exertion of your travels. Maybe there's somewhere good to rest-

The claws come out of nowhere, digging into the flesh of your shoulders. You curse yourself for not concentrating on your surroundings, you should have smelt and heard this creature from far away.

In a moment of pain and torn flesh, your world goes a hazy red as the claws slice through the muscle and down your back. Large jaws close down on your neck with a loud crunch, but not before you land a blind blow to the creatures head. As you and the creature lay dying, the blood on your knuckles from the blow you landed tells you that this is a Bear. A female protecting her cubs. You smelled wrong and dangerous to her. To be fair, you are both. You respect the creature, but also kind of hope it's shitty little cubs die of starvation. Darkness envelopes you.