Deku Leaf Novels & Stories

"What's that?" Drakken asked curiously, taking note of the way she curiously examined the leaf in her hands. "It's silverweed," Eleanor replied, holding it up for him to see. "The same kind of leaf that your mother had been sick from." His eyes widened with shock as he tentatively took the leaf from her hand. Drakken stared at the leaf closely. He knew that he should have taken better care of his mother, and now it was too late.

Kade, for his part, looked the least like he was going to puke out of the three of them. “Kade.” I pointed at him. “I need you to go into the forest and gather a plant for me.” “I don’t know anything about—” “Do it. Please,” I added as an afterthought. When he nodded, I clarified, “It’s called Amber Root. Golden, heart-shaped leaves. The stalks smell like warm honey. It’s a little sticky, but it’s fine if you get the sap on you. It should be abundant around here. Gather as much as you can.”

There were none. He finally said, "They're mining monk's leaves." It took me a while to figure out that I had heard that before. "What are those?" I inhaled, "Is it the same thing that the tribe woman asked me to bring?" I asked. "Yes," he grunted, keeping his eyes on the mountain. I still didn't know anything about what Monk's leaves were. How do you explain monk's leaves? I asked him. "Those are the leaves of a plant called Ceprum, which only grows from the metal Kronese found deep in these mountains," Lucian told me, looking more and more impatient.

Elric dragged a hand over his forehead, stress creeping into his voice. “There’s no silver leaf.” He muttered under his breath. The room turned tense. The air was heavy with the weight of what had just been said. The Silver Leaf was a rare, ancient herb. Known for its mystical healing properties, it had been used centuries ago by werewolf healers for only the gravest of conditions, conditions that threatened a wolf’s life or their wolf spirit. It was said to aid in blood purification, strengthen shifting ability, and boost regeneration but because of its power, it only grew in special soil under moon-blessed trees.

Loud cheers of excitement followed. Now here it unfolded: when Luna Venice lay lifeless in the packhouse clinic, with healers saddened and devastated over their inability to help her, I was dragged as a criminal to the pack court for immediate execution without even a trial. But rumor had it that Becky stepped into the picture with a leaf she said was handed over to her as a gift by an old woman she had saved on her way to the courthouse. She had said the old woman told her to give this to the healers, that they would know what to do with it. Gossips had it that the healers were stunned to see the leaf, as it was said that such leaves never existed in the natural realm. It was both ancient a