''What!?'' Inkberry sat up, not sure she understood what Spartina was saying.
''You aren't going to be around Bigwig anymore.''
''You can't do that,'' Inkberry told the grey doe, her chest burning in her anger.
''I am his mate,'' Spartina told her, growling. ''You don't have any right to be around him. I don't like it. And if you are around him,'' Spartina added, ''I'll be sure to ruin that pretty little coat of yours.''