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One of your neighbor's gardens has been having a harder and harder time growing as the seasons pass. Their flowers are wilting early and the vegetables refusing the bloom. They ask you for help.
What do you do?

Tail flicking slightly, the tree dissolved into the trees of Homewood. The bleached white traded for the lush greens. She was home again, well it felt like it anyways. Though these trees she wasn't too familiar with area, this was a new place. Looking around, Juniper's ears flicked as someone was running up behind her.
'Finally. Found. You.' panted the young buck as he looked like he had been running around and shouting for someone.
Juniper tilted her head, did she knew this buck? No, not to her memory anyways. He was strange as strangers get.
"Me? Why were you looking for me?"'Because. Mom needs help with her garden.' the buck said as he still panted, looking at her ears drooping slightly.
Garden troubles? But that was something her mother did. She was the botanic, Juniper wasn't sure where she stood in the world, for as much energy as she had. She was just a normal doe for the most part. But she could at least go and look? She had watched her mother cultivate some things to use in her own garden.
"OK... I can come and see what is going on... But I am not that good with plants, my mom has more the green hoof then I." she said uneasy.
The young buck smiled before turning around and heading back the way he had come. His pace at a strong clip. Juniper followed as she thought back to the things that her mother had done. It would have to depend on what was going on with the plants she supposed... As they reached the garden, Juniper's ears fell back slightly. The place looked more brown then green...
"What happened here? It looks like someone forgot to water everything.." She said looking at the buck.
'Everything was fine a week ago, now everything has just taken a turn for the worst. Without these crops and herbs. The food stores will be low and less can be served to traveling explorers.' the buck answered, watching as Juniper moved around the plants.
She looked at the plants, her knowing of plants only as vast as what her mother tended to. These were all strange to her, but it seemed that all plants needed the same things. Good soil, water and sunlight. Besides love and care as her mother had told her. Shaking her head, Juniper noted that they had been watered... The sun shown bright over head, that would mean that the soil...
"Have you always planted these in the same place?" she asked as the buck nodded.
"That might be your problem, the soil has been over taxed.." Juniper looked around the plants, she took hold of plants that had no life left to them. Pulling then, even with an outcry from the buck she looked at him. He looked at her with worry, but he fell silent as she laid them out along the ground near the rest. Digging shallow trenches she placed the plants into them before looking at the Buck.
"You have any old egg shells hanging around?"'I think so.. Let me look.' the buck trotted over to where there had been apparently a family of birds... Big birds as he picked up a large shell fragment and brought it over. 'What do you need this for? What are you doing?'
Juniper took the egg shell and stomped it into smaller pieces and dropped them atop the decaying plants and pushed soil over them.
"Hopefully enriching the soil and giving something the plants need." she glanced at his confused face.
"It was a trick my mom showed me. Should help, it will just take some time...:WC: 612