Draft (Many mistakes are made, I will fix them soon)

Darkness was all this small village had known for years.

The year is now sixteen seventy five, and this is the day that it all happened.

They had a retrial that once every two years, a person would be selected randomly to be feed to the "Cadejo."

The Alpha female ran to the nearest wooden building in Rann, a village in France. The little village that thought the wolf like creachers would kill them at any given moment.

But what they didn't know, is that they should have been afrafraid of them, or her.

No one knew of her plains, not even her dear stepson, Plongeon.

And when he found out, he would be so angry. So would his father.

She hated them all.

Plongeon was so much like her own son was. But he died in war. And know she wanted to start one more, but this time, it would be black Cadejo against White Cadejo and humans.

His death would not be forgotten.