Sequoia Coast what if i'm made of stone?

Aiolos pressed forward, past the Stavenger Bay where he usually lingered to. He typically needed not stray far, for between the many rodents which lived on the plateau and the abundance of sea food between the two Bays on either side of his perch, Aiolos found finding small game (which was enough for himself) easy enough. 

Curiosity is what was pulling him forth now, interested in this pack Ying had spoken of where her family (where @Ruo) lived. That's when he heard her voice. Not the Otter's, but Ying. He padded forward over the emerald grasses which grew in the sands along the beach side and to her, though the call had been made for another. Hello, General. He greeted, dipping his muzzle respectfully to her and speaking  the little title which he had given her despite it bot being true ranking.