Its Giving Tree Novels & Stories

It was my favorite part of the new building. And of course, rather than a long, rectangular shape, the new Packhouse was a large square with a courtyard in the middle. A courtyard which now housed our very own moonpetal tree; a gift from Alpha Winston. He had given every pack a seed from his moonpetal tree during that very first meeting, a gesture of peace. Our tree had been planted in our courtyard, and was hardly bigger than an arm’s breadth now. But within the next decade, it would reach maturity, and soon its pink petals would cover our gardens every spring.

“Speaking of stories, I’ve got a new one to tell. I’m getting a Christmas tree.” Willow’s fork paused midair. She snapped her head towards me, disbelief crashing her face. “You are?” “Yes, I am.” I let the excitement ripple through my voice. “I saw this huge one on a site. They are doing a promo. If you buy more than one tree, they slice the price down to half. It's something I can't overlook. I wanted to get one for my mum and one for the house. So, would you like to have one?”

"I never once imagined that I would have a Ygdrasil Sapling…It's Kinda surreal…..Look's cute though, despite its huge appetite..". The weird branch that I obtained from the last month Dwertur dungeon raid was actually a withered Ygdrasil/Mother Tree/World Tree sapling. it holds enormous power, it can produce a sanctuary Shield that can protect thousand of miles with magic, deter the attack of the monster, even affect the ecosystem around it. But, since it was withering the sapling need's a supply of a large amount of mana, and as a remedy for it, a dungeon core needs to be buried near the sapling for it to absorb, for the past 2 months since I realize what it is, I already feed it with 10 du

Being a bit confused, she tried guessing from her head but at that moment, it seemed her brain was about to fail her. "Let me go and check to be sure mom"......she said and made her way out to one of the rooms in the house. She came back in a jiffy and related her remission in these words, " they are just two remaining there". The trees were very many before, so definitely, they had given some to their neighbors as a way to celebrate christmas together in one spirit. So, the remaining two trees had no where to go yet. "We still have two remaining...., I don't have anyone else in mind to send them to unless you do",

"It depends. They mean different things to different cultures, but usually when given as a gift they're a sign of friendship, love, and honesty." "What about these saplings?" I asked, pointing to the little row of trees in the road. "Silver birch trees," she said. "The leaves, bark, and branches are used in various medicines. Sometimes they're considered a symbol of protection, too." Lucky handed the bouquet to Estelle, then stepped toward the trees to take a closer look. "What the hell does this mean?" Gabe asked. "Who breaks in and leaves a gift?"

I looked around at the little details we’d pieced together—soft blankets, labeled baskets, the tiny rocking elephant in the corner—and let the silence wrap around me like a second skin. I placed the new carving above the nameplate that simply read: LOVE. The tree and the word together, side by side. And I realized then: That’s what we were giving this child. Roots. And something to grow toward.

A large, cobbled square, surrounded by businesses, covered market stalls and bustling life. In the centre stood my tree. Well, not my tree but it burst into fruit the moment Cillian and I were born. In the snow no less! The huge tree first appeared the instant my father was announced Alpha Ivan of the Shadowlands. A gift from the Moon Goddess herself to bless the new pack. It had been a regular stone-walled well, now a living shrine to the shifter race. Everyone offered blessings to it. Pilgrimages had even arrived from other packs. We don’t do churches like humans but if you have living, tangible evidence of the Moon Goddess, you appreciate it. Its fruit was apples, pears and plums, another

It would be better to give it away. "Severin, treasures have always been bestowed upon the worthy. I happen to possess a fragment of the Four Elements Divine Tree, and today I shall give it to you," Creatia said. After that, Creatia gently raised his hand, and a piece of the Four Elements Divine Tree, shimmering with vibrant law energy, appeared before him. Severin was pleasantly surprised at the unexpected gift. He had thought his opportunity lay only with the fragment held by Trobi, and had not expected Creatia to possess another piece of the Four Elements Divine Tree.

“This is Daddy’s tree.” I looked down at the two small trees. I had planted them the day after Sean had brought Saga home. “And these are your trees, when you’ve shifted for the first time, we will stand here again while I carve your names on them.” They both made cooing sounds and I smiled.

She takes a deep breath. "Let's help in getting the decorations and I'll tell you”. While we are getting the decorations ready we realize there isn't a tree. "Let's get one," I say. Vivian and I go to the nearby Human Shop to get the tree. "You've been avoiding the topic Viv just tell me," I say sadly as the tree is been taken to the car by one of the warriors that followed us. Vivian looks at the warriors behind me. I understand what she means. She doesn't want to talk about it here.