Heron Lake Plateau Bears, Beets, Battlestar Galactica

This was just aweful. She could just picture it- and she didn't want that mental image, so she did her best to push it out of her mind...It wasn't easy, not with the way her damn brother had to give her a wink, and try to usher her out by gesturing with her muzzle. She shot him an icy glare; he shouldn't be choosing her side over this...She'd have to have a word with him afterward and warn him about Ceara's true nature...And avoid the topic altogether with Ceara, as she didn't want her getting any ideas about her brother. What an idiot. 

"Yep. Just goin'," She said curtly, and side-stepped briskly. "A-Seeyuh," She said, an odd and highly uncomfortable tone to her voice as she continued on, fighting the urge to ram her shoulder against Bruges'...But damn, that urge was strong. She could just trip and shove into him or something...But he was too close to Ceara and surely she'd take offence, and then she'd have to deal with her shit again, and she also did not want to touch any part of her brother right now...So she simply picked up a brisk, stiff-legged trot and ventured on, and would continue on to a much more pleasant trip with Colt which would, fortunately, distract her from those nasty mental images.