Whispers of the headdresses

This is a trollfic made by Kusindlerp123. This is about headdresses, and how much I hate them.

Chapter 1,000,000: He@ddress
Da wolf walked round Jamaa. Black fur waving in the wind. The blocky drak grey pattern lay agenst the wolfs soild black fur. Covering the wolfs red eyes was large megenta tophat.

The wolf silently walked across the hot stones that led to the large colorful art gallery den that was shoved into the cornor of the dark forest. Tree shadows covered the gold stone path. The wolf stared at the colorful door with tree shadows dancing on its surface that led to the art gallery. The wolf turned and saw the bright pink mail box door hanging open. Letters where shoved inside the mailbox that some flutered to the ground.

The wolf grabed the letters that where shoved inside the mail box and set them on the floor. The wolf ripped open a letter that had a blue envilope. Inside was a plan white letter with a few letters writen on its surface.

What for your long pink?

-Coolestsnowboy

The wolf snorted. "Greedy pigs". The wolf tore the letter up. The wolf grabed the rest of the letters. All of them where trade requests, adopshon reqests, and all that other spam.

The wolf was about to pick up the letter scraps when she saw that she had missed one. The envilope was just a plan dull brown. A headdress sticker held it shut. The wolf grabed the letter and ripped it open. Simple letters where writen in thick black marker.

Come to my den, I dont ask much of you

Dont bring your rares

I have them for you

-He@ddress

"Thats weird" The wolf mummbled. The wolf put the letter in her mouth, gathered scraps for other letters and threw them away. The wolf took the letter out of her mouth and entered the art gallery. The den was full of the wolfs art. From the start of her career to today. The wolf walked up the stairs and set the letter on the base of a crystal mira statue.

The wolf never remembered how she got it or when, but she never wanted to trade it, even for a headdress. Not like anyone would trade that kind of over trade anyway. The wolf stared at the mire statues glowing eyes. The eyes pulsed with light blue light. For some reson it calmed her. The eyes pusled like a heart beat, keeping the blood flowing and body alive with the smallest of beats.

A ring snaped the wolf out of her daze. The door bell rang again. The wolf ran down the stairs and whipped the door open. A white wolf with a teel blue neck and purple swirl patten stood at the door. A navey fox hat rested on her head along with a short white and blue spike and spike wrist. A purple feather tail straped to her tail by dark brown leather straps.

"Hay Nkurle, my little bean" The wolf, akurle, joked. "This little bean got no tiume for your spam" Nkurle joked. The two sister laughed together.

"So what brings you here" Nkurle asked.

"I got this weird letter from someone called he@ddress" Akurle said, holding up the same letter Nkurle got.

"I got that same letter too!" Nkurle gasped. Who was this animal. WHy where they putting strange letter in everyone's mailbox.

"I heard BDK got it to. We said that we where going to this persons den today. Want to join." Akurle asked. Nkurle though for a moment.

"Alright" She said. Then together the sisters walked out of the shady pathway into the light.

Chapter 10,000,000,: The Cottage
BDK, Akurle and Nkurle walked down a small path that lead out of jamaa. They sertched the name of He@ddress and a map said that the den was down this path.

BDK was a dark grey snow leopard with light gret underbelly. A black swirl patten matched the soild black top hat upon her head. A mucky purple worn hanged from her back. A green short color was around her neck and a grey juno tail armor lit her tail. One of the things that made BDK stick out was the phantom gantlets that she wore on her large paws. The gantlets made purple streaks line the ground where she went. It was as if the gantlets themselfs could ruin the land.

Nkurle's theroy was partly correct when BDK walked over a small patch of grass. The grass drooped down and turned a mucky green. Once BDk's gantlets moved on the grass stood back up but keept its gross green color.

Soon the path stoped and in front of them was a small cottage. Large trees lined the cottage covering it in dark shadows. Thick forest under growth stopped the path and grew around the cottage.

Nkurle guessed that the cottage must have been sitting in the dense forest because moss covered every intch of wood. If you could see the wood, it would have probubly been soggy and dark brown from all the water in the air.

"This is He@ddresses den?" Akurle asked, clearly dissapointed. Nkurle sighed. "Lets just go home okay".

"But where is BDK?" Akurle asked. Nkurle turned around. BDK was gone. "BDK" Nkurle screamed as worry bilt up in her chest.

What if he@ddress was some sort of scammer. If they where, then they had just fallen into the trap.