" Jane had told him to play dead, unless the bear was about to eat him, but she didn't say how he was supposed to get out of such a vulnerable position. The bear licked the back of G's neck, and G was just about to try to spring to his feet and run for it, when suddenly the bear reared his head, let out a roar, and collapsed against G.
And just as suddenly, G realized he would most likely not die of a bear bite, but of being smothered by a bear. When his lady received the news, he hoped the king would tell her he died of a bear bite. Not because the bear essentially sat on him. "

― Cynthia Hand , My Lady Jane (The Lady Janies, #1)