who's turn is it to save who now?

When Strai comes around the side of the cat to snicker at her, Delphi gives him a deadpan glare. "Does it look like my tongue is stuck, Thrall?" She snaps, showing him her teeth with flattened ears. It was hard to keep up the act though. The adrenaline was fading and she could feel the sting of the cuts along her sides and the crushing weight of the cougar on her leg. "Move the beast already," Delphi practically whines as she pulls on her leg, trying to dislodge it herself. "C'mon, don't make me say please," she frowns up at him with a pinched expression. At least he had gotten out of the situation pain-free this time.