[DRUIDS] Mites

Adéwalé flew into what looked to be a lush area, flora was everywhere with branches intertwining along the walls of the entrance. The large tyrian landed onto the mossy stone, looking around for any haedians that might be around. 

"Surface dweller." a voice called out, a gold and blue haedian flew down, meeting Adéwalé on the mossy ground. "I suppose you're near to make peace with us?"

Adéwalé looked down, he nodded. "Yeah, I'm here to make peace, I want to earn your trust." the tyrian gestured with his wings, as best as he could anyways.

"I'm Adéwalé, and you?"

The haedian looked him up and down, glancing at him warily. "Auris. It won't be easy to earn our trust." Auris explained as he led Adéwalé deeper into the cave.

"I understand that, I want to try my best." Adéwalé followed Auris, being careful not to trample any plants with his immense size. He swore he almost stepped on a dandelion like plant.

"I'm glad to hear that, and that you're willing to try. Most don't." Auris said with a sad tone, it sounded like something he didn't want to talk about. Adéwalé gulped and continued to follow.

"I'm… sorry to hear that." Adéwalé shared his sympathies, he looked over to a patchy area, some of the plants have holes in the leaves, the stems were starting to yellow. "What's up with that patch over there?"

Auris looked over to where Adéwalé was looking. "That? We don't know exactly, no matter what we couldn't fix it. Most we could do was isolate it, as much as it pains us to scorch the moss, it was for the best."

"Controlled fire, we do this on the surface too." Adéwalé nodded, looking at the bare strone surrounding the affected area. "Mind if I take a look?"

The gold tyrian nodded, "Go ahead, it might just earn our trust. I'll supervise though, there's a lot we could learn from you."

Adéwalé walked towards the circle, staring at the plants. When he took a closer look he saw what looked to be weird spotted mites. Ones that he recognized. "These are Candle Mites." he said, looking at Auris. 

"Candle Mites?" Auris repeated, he looked closer at the plants and gasped. "We've never had these before, no wonder why the methods we used never worked."

"Candle Mites have been known to devastate crops and flora. It was good that you managed to isolate the area before it got worse, these things breed like crazy." Adéwalé informed as he looked at the mess. "There is a way to get rid of them."

Auris grimaced "Pesticides? Those are harmful to our plants, the last visitors tried to use them."

The large tyrian shook his head. "Something else. They really hate citrus, you know? Their bodies don't react very well. You could grow some here or make some kind of spray and they'll be dead."

The smaller tyrian nodded. "The life of something in exchange for another, not that I fancy it anyways but if it is beneficial to this place. I don't see why not."

Adéwalé smiled, happy that he was able to help. "Great!" he looked around "Do you you, uh. Have any citrus fruits growing around? We could make a spray instead of growing a fruit, since growing something takes a lot of time." 

Auris stood up, "Sure, how many is needed for a spray?" he asked, leading the empyrian to the citrus trees. "One or three?"

"For that area? One fruit should be enough if it's big enough, if they are smaller citrus fruits we need just about four or six." Adéwalé explained as he examined the plants, he Aha'd and picked up a large orange. "This should be big enough!" he exclaimed.

"What next?" the gold and blue haedian asked, watching the empyrian get ecstatic about the citrus fruit, it was amusing to say the least.

"Next we squeeze the juice into a bottle, is there a place to do that?"

"The greenhouse."

"There's a greenhouse here?" Adéwalé looked around confused. Auris chuckled.

"Not like the ones on the surface, we just call it that since the flora here are safe from the harsh snow that happens here sometimes." the smaller tyrian told the larger tyrian, lending him a bottle. "I already had one at hand, was just about to bring it over to the greenhouse." he placed the bottle and cap onto the ground.

Adéwalé leaned down and poked a hole on the underside of the orange, then carefully held it over the bottle, he squeezed the orange, letting the juice dribble into the bottle. It was an excruciating task to make sure not a single drop hit the mossy ground. "Ah, can you help me with this? I don't have thumbs." he laughed.

Auris chuckled as he picked up the cap and place it onto the bottle. Together the two tyrians head over to the more infested patch and sprayed the grass and the plants. "Hopefully the problem should subside."

"I hope so too, this place is very beautiful." Adéwalé looked around in awe, now that the task is completed he could finally take in the scenery.