[michime]

Thundermouth watched the alien approach his pool then moved to the side of Khell would have some room.  "Embersoul is correct.  Celbion only cares about the names of the creatures born of itself.  Celbion named each of us upon our creation and our names represent the role we fill. Your name, while important to you and your kind, is not the role you play on this planet.  Do not think poorly of Embersoul.   He thinks your role is an honor." 

Thundermouth glided in the water and used his mass to push Khell toward a small ledge that circled the side of the pool.  "Sit." 

The salamander let out a harsh breathe when he heard about what the alien wanted to use Celbion.  "This is our home and you want use it for farmland and livestock?  What did you plan to do with us?  Kill us as you expand your reach?"  The pink patches of his skin darkened to ruby red as his anger rose.  "Or did you think we would simply give up ourselves and become your pets?  Maybe you didn't think of us at all." 

He wanted to rant about the alien's foolishness a bit more but decided to answer Khell's question.  "The black roots gave you the ability to understand more of what we say.  The same with us.  You and I wouldn't be able to speak like this.  It would be simple words.  Breed, mate, food, water.  The flowers and vines are a different part of the system.  Think of it as different languages.  Embersoul and I speak the same.  The vines and flowers speak another.  Their language was closer to yours than ours.  Does it make sense to you?"