She nodded in reply. "Aye, right, it was me own Major General Lady Hoofstrong. She's bustled you in through the back door like a pack of criminals." Treechopper shook her head, still scowling. "Major Growler's blue blood is still boiling about it. She's ordered me here to inspect the competition for mas'sell, an written me a 'passe-partout' to enter the Palace."