Which brought up another point -- for all the association with the night-time and darkness that the batponies had in Honour’s mind, there was an awful lot of colour down here. Where the Reverend Mother Superior and her entourage were dressed in all white, from their tall pointed hoods to the caparisons that extended down past their hooves, and Sergeant Ebonshield and her star-phase warrior kin seemed to dress exclusively in black, open-faced hooded cloaks, the ordinary batponies around them had no such fashion rules. Instead, matching the brightly-painted stalls and dazzlingly-patterned awnings, the batpony civilians were dressed in all manner of colors, from scarlet-red, to earthy brown, golden-yellow and navy-blue. Even when a pony was wearing something predominantly white or black, it was always accented with another color. Although, perhaps that was as much to avoid confusion as anything else.