Gruffalo Tree Novels & Stories

Then they crossed the bridge, it was the same bridge that Jai crossed with Kefara this morning, and Carrola finally started another conversation. “Where did you encounter the lizard, Jai?” Carrola asked. Jai realized that the man was trying to lighten up the mood, so Jai decided to help him. “Oh it was a bit ahead, near the cheddar trees,” Jai answered. “Cheddar trees? What’s a cheddar tree, Jai?” Carrola asked. The participants where also confused as they had never heard of that name before. “Uhh...” Jai cursed himself for forgetting the name of the trees here. Kefara had told him about it before, it started with Er but he forgot the rest. “The pinecone trees.”

Alastair led me toward an ancient giant tree that stood at the edge of the garden, near the woods. “At the very least, this tree is over 5,000 years old," Alastair spoke, his voice carrying a touch of reverence. "The thing is known by the name Gilgi." He continued describing the tree's features, but my attention was diverted. My fingertips grazed the bark of the tree, the texture resembling swirling water, as if the tree had risen from the depths of the earth itself. My gaze followed the intricate patterns, feeling as though I could get lost in the intricate dance of nature.

If Set was going to ambush from below, Ukko would crash the party from above. Before Shuule could reach the tree, three yelping roars could be heard from inside. With a small hesitation, the fox puffed up her chest and scrambled up the giant tree's thick bark. She had never tried to climb one of these great houses before, and she found the bark was different than a regular tree's - it was easier to find places to hold onto and grip, one wouldn't even really need claws to do so, just the strength. Darting into the open entrance of the second story, she hoped Set remembered not to poison any of the men inside.

Then with his eyes widen in amazement he exclaims, “The royal tree of the forest!” Carlton and I exchange baffled glances. “I know that tree. It’s known for its historical use of making strong furnitures and acorns too. It’s the majestic tree of the forest that can span for centuries upon centuries and not decay.” Griffin said enthusiastically like he’s so sure of what he’s saying. “Woah, griffin. That’s brilliant.” Carlton is completely awestruck. “Where did you learn that from?” He asks, a proud smile stamp on his face.

The giggling tree says giving Elena a crown of rose. “My name is Yoky the giggling tree as you already know. I was caused by an ice witch who made me remain stiff for eternity. The only way I could break the curse was to find someone of the same ice powers. Thanks to you, I am free again!” Yoky says happily, shaking his leaves. “Woah! You're welcome? Just…be gentle when you get excited I may fall off.” Elena said happily, giving Yoky a kiss on his leave. “Giggling…that tickles! Are you waiting for someone?” Yoky says dropping Elena gently on the ground.

sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy." "Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull. "they're packed with nutrients." The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach the first branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after the third day of eating dung, he was proudly perched at the top of the tree, where he was spotted by the farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree. Moral of the story: Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.

I whisper, clasping a hand to my chest where my heart feels like it will beat out of my chest. But the wolf doesn’t find another way up and since it’s apparently more interested in me than in the two others rounding up their death match, it starts clawing at the tree again, sinking sharp teeth into the bark and ripping it out. “What?” I gape, looking on in horror as it does it again, gouging deep bruises into the thick tree. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” I mutter. The wolf gets impatient and tries climbing the tree but wolves are not known for climbing trees and it slides back down but that doesn’t deter it. It sinks sharp teeth into the tree again, tearing into the bark like it is

he rasped. "I’m trying to save you," I cried. He reached for me. "It’s too late." I screamed and fell to the ground, covering my ears. Then silence. When I looked up, a tree stood before me. Huge. Silver bark. Glowing faintly. The Resurrection Tree. A beast stepped out of the dark. Seven feet tall, fur black as night, with glowing red eyes. "Who seeks the bark?" it growled. I stood. "I do. Lily of Greko Pack."

When Moko stepped out of the house a man named Griffin approached him, "Bright sun Leader Moko (Good morning leader)" "Bright sun, Griffin, is anything the matter?" Moko inquired. "A tree bed is missing, leader, it was here the previous moon (yesterday) but now it is missing." Griffin reported. The fish hunters had gotten ready to go fish hunting but they did not see a tree bed so few of them were left behind. Moko's eyebrows drew into a knot and a frown appeared on his face. "How did only one tree bed go missing? It couldn't be the storm or do any tree beds having openings? (Leaks/breakage)"

She tried hard not to laugh, gesturing him to stop, but he didn't, innocent Joey didn't know what was going on. "Momma, Dada!" He suddenly said. Clark immediately stopped and they all focused on him. "Yes Champ, what's going on?" Clark asked. "When are we going to that tree?" Joey answered. "Which tree honey?" Hannah asked. "That tree, big tree." Joey answered spreading his hands showing the big he meant. Hannah giggled. "What's big?" Hannah inquired. "The tree, that tree, sister tree, my teacher said, Children grow on trees, and then the belly will be big like this." Joey answered showing them, Hannah held her stomach laughing out loud.