Okay, no. No. Catra is way past the age of letting Adora pet her ears anywhere outside of her bunk where Catra can pretend she's asleep (--last night notwithstanding), and Adora absolutely deserves the growl and quick snap of teeth at her hands that she's getting.

And Catra is going to grab her wrists before Adora can make good on her threat, and she is going to flip them; settling her stomach firmly between Adora's legs and peering over her hands to sulk glower at her.

"I thought you wanted me to show you things," she challenges defensively. Her ears flick in annoyance, the licked one twitching down as if to shake the lingering sensation away. Adora's had a lifetime to mess around with them, focusing on them now is kind of just -- redundant.