Congo listened as his mate tried to argue his case for his friend. He knew it was going to do no good, but he listened as Sparrow spoke, his nervousness evident in his tone, “Look, Sir, I’m really sorry your rules were broken, but damn it, this wasn’t our fault. We were living our lives in our own little world, when I was taken and brought here. Coco and I are more than friends, we’re like brothers. If one of us is in trouble, the other is always there to have the other’s back.”
“I do understand, Sparrow, however, I can’t just simply let this go. If I were to do that, then what would stop others from taking this intrusion as an open-door policy? I have a tribe filled with small children I need to be concerned with. They rely on me for their safety,” Enrik insisted.
“But, surely they’d
