As the grimy Shadow she pretended to be, instead of the proud Star she actually was, Ebonshield’s student dutifully took the Dust-colt's blow and insults, bowed her head, and re-swept the area in question, her hoofstep-silencing hoof-pads resembling the scrubbing swabs of a cleaner just closely enough as for any distinction to be moot. The other Dusts similarly abused the Shadows as the cleaning proceeded, taking out their frustrations at being the second-darkest Phase of the Moon upon those a shade darker than them.