A plateau.... full of living stone.... whose society is slow, and ponderous.....
Communication made through the gradual changing of shape.... through weathering.... and the slow uptake of sediment......
A simple conversation may take a century.....
The movements of other creatures.... of birds... or squirrels... or even snails.... go almost completely unnoticed.... moving too quickly to perceive.... there, and gone again before they are even aware there is something to notice....
Their most common source of annoyance and entertainment.... is the arrival of a tree.... so swiftly and hastily growing large and towering, pushing aside well-set stones before they can even finish reacting in surprise.... and so the new upstart becomes a source of conversation.... of amusement and grumbling.... for just a few moments in a lifetime of eons....