Silvertip Mountain Play is the highest form of research

Ezekiel watched Adeline waddle towards him, staring at his mouse eagerly. Cute. Was his only bitter thought as he remembered his the pups that he had been sent to kill. Of course he couldn't, he had always had a soft spot for pups. They all reminded him of his past though, no matter how cute. But watching Adeline tear into the mouse did make him smile. It was cute that the pup didn't mind getting her paws dirty. That was a good trait to have. She looked up at him with her big eyes, which were slowly becoming haunting copies of her deceased mother's. 

What do you want? Another one? He asked, pretending to be surprised. He hunkered down to her height, making his butt go way up since she was so little. Wanna learn how to hunt mice? He asked, raising an eyebrow. He found playing with most pups draining. But mentoring he liked.