Yes!

Thank ye :D

Here's the first few paragraphs:
He watched, his ears barely coming above the grass he was hiding in. The sun was mere hours away from surrendering to the night, and in the oval shaped clearing, it meant that his pelt would stand out even more. A herd of deer was in front of him, one male and four females. All but one stayed on the other side of the clearing, but his prey was younger than the other does; something that would cost her. Even if she saw his pelt, it would be too late. She probably wouldn't notice him, anyway. He stood out, but he had learned a long time ago how to blend in.

A white pelt he may have, but inexperienced he was not.

His tail stilled as his prey came closer, unaware that its breaths had been numbered. She was young, and so had more energy than the others, but he wasn't planning on chasing her down. He tensed, preparing to leap and crush her throat with his jaws, a merciful death-

A howl split the air, behind him in the forest, and the deer bolted away. He cursed, and leaped to his paws, his anger giving him strength. He chased after her, matching her speed. He was coming upon the left flank of his target now, and he bit at her back leg, causing her to stumble and fall. He was on her in an instant, not giving her a chance to recover before he crushed her windpipe. As was the custom, he looked into her eyes as she died, sending her off with a whispered prayer.

After the doe died, one of his kin snapped a branch under their paw to show their presence. He snapped his head around and watched as his Uncle and others walked out, and his tail raised itself because of his anger.

"You could have cost me the kill, and we would have been starving tonight." He said coldly, seething. How dare they interrupt his hunt, when the lives of the entire pack counted on his success! His Uncle merely shrugged, as did a few of his cousins. Like they could care less if his half-siblings died. "You need to learn how to deal with an unexpected variable. You still caught the deer regardless." His Uncle said in that emotionless, condescending voice he used. Oh, how he hated that voice. How impartial it sounded, how it only sounded that way when his uncle was speaking to him. He sounded as if he could care less for his white-pelted nephew, but he knew that his Uncle hated him. The feeling was mutual, however, so he wasn’t bothered.

Instead of dignifying his Uncle with an answer, he simply bared his fangs, giving him a look of utter loathing before leaving back to the den. He had caught the deer; he was not needed to drag it back, as that was what the others were for. Bringing it back was the only reason his Uncle and cousins were there. As he neared the entrance to his home, he nodded at the Epsilons on duty, who nodded slightly back, their eyes facing towards the shadowy forest that was their home. He made his way to his mother's den, dodging the groups of his kin who sat around and gossiped. Some ignored him, some gave him an angry look. He ignored them all.

Ooo, I like it so far!

Of course, it took me a while, but I finally decided on the simple one XD

I still like the name-

Thank you-
I have more paragraphs than that, but I just showed you the first few.
Also, can you guess why I added the last sentence of the first paragraph?

Celery

I love the writing!!

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aha so

starry kinda

Aww, Starry, it's okay, it happens to everyone ^^

Shadowy Shadow

No, why?

Spaghetti-
You're making me fEeL-
Just- I don't know- Its been over a year since my last crush XD
Have fun and try to survive...?
(And don't smile too much- my jaw/cheeks hurt for a week after spending a day with my last crush- not fun XD)

Also- guess who finished an art commision only to realize she needs to add a DeTaILed bACkgRouNd-