Disciple accepted the scratches behind her horn, leaning into his hand. But she would not be deterred. The oliveblood redoubles her pouting efforts, rubbing her cheek against Signless' head. Her lips pursed together as she gave him her best pouty face. "Awwwww...Nubbyy doesn't wiike kittenn." Her pout breaks down into more stifled laughter.