Silvertip Mountain This will be your task.

Stoic, 96.7% asleep could only feel the sensation of been floated up into the air and set down again, though he was too tired to be questioning it. He snuggled up to the biggest and warmest heat source he could find and rested. He heard muffled voices of his Mother and something else, not caring what they were saying. Life was good, as far as he was concerned. 

He did not think that perhaps his behaviour towards his sister was somewhat mean, afterall, he was simply curious the many uses of an ear. He did not know that's how you actually hear things, nor your nose was to sniff things. It simply happened and those were extra ligaments for chewing purposes only. This would come to change in the later days, but for now, he would just have to learn.