Sure, standing amidst the ranks of the solar and lunar guards, lined up as they were against the yard wall of the Manehatten militia barracks meant they were in the 'splash zone' of the regional commandant's verbose rebuke. Thankfully, it was their newly-minted sergeants who had to deal with it, front and centre. Stoic Skippy stood straight and tall and took the onslaught like a champ. Midnight, on the other hoof, had her ears pressed firmly against the side of her head, her more sensitive thestral ears making the ordeal much worse for her. Stellar could sympathise.