Burrow sat in the corner and fidgeted with his forehooves while the four scholars examined Mr Growls. It didn’t sit right with him, watching while Transmutation and his cronies treated his friend like a scientific curiosity. Aphid was likewise muted, the fellow soldier sitting with her forelegs crossed and a glare at having her new massager pulled away. Sergeant Pillar, however, was not about to let them intervene. Having trotted in on them while they had been receiving ear-scratches instead of guarding, Pillar had not responded well.   