The Respect Owed

The female Granilith walked with long strides across the area, patrolling it. 

A new territory had been conquered, so why would she be scared?

'I should check some more if there are Wizzos or Graniliths around… And while I do that…'

The Paru brought a hand to his chin.

"I don't need to stay silent anymore." He said, and the female Granilith turned towards him. "I guess it would be a good thing to talk to you. I need you to get used to language before we meet the others. I probably won't talk to them. Because of what I want, it would be easier to stay silent for a while." The Paru looked into the female Granilith's eyes. "You're the only one I will be talking to."

The female Granilith didn't understand the words, but she was quick to notice the tone, the hues in his voice, and the way that the words impacted his facial expression.

Her hand slowly and timidly moved, before resting on his cheek.