Jemunu-jah struggled hard to comprehend. “I not sure I understand.”
Carefully stepping away from the edge, the Deyzara turned to regard his fur-covered fellow traveler. “Allow me to point out that Commonwealth classification of this world is based on the presence of one indigenous intelligent species and one imported one. The way the Commonwealth government treats Fluva is based on that classification. The situation here is already atypical in that the resident sentient population is almost evenly divided between two different species. If a third is added into the mix, the situation becomes unique.”
Jemunu-jah frowned. “I do not see how it changes anything.”
“Some of it will be good. The Commonwealth will pay more attention to Fluva. That means more aid credits and a greater voice within the galactic government. But consider this: Where sentience is concerned, Commonwealth and Church policies are designed to safeguard the most primitive.”
“Are you saying that the Commonwealth will work to help the pannula before it will the Sakuntala?”
Masurathoo was gesturing with both trunks. “Or the Deyzara. That is the way of things. The government will be especially interested in the pannula because it represents the first evidence of intelligence in a life-form of its kind, although I understand that there are rumors of something similar on another world. They are only rumors, though. The pannula is real.” Sorrowfully he eyed the remnant shards of his once striking garments.
“At least one good thing will come of it. If the Commonwealth Authority accepts the human’s interpretation of the pannula’s actions, it will gain leave to intervene in the uprising promulgated by the extremists among your people. The Authority will be able to use the excuse that it is interceding to protect the interests of the least advanced of Fluva’s three resident sentient species.”