Yet Nothing Compares To The Evil They Do

Álarr crouched down to get a better look at the strange mushrooms with their glowing green caps. They were pretty but something about their glow was unnerving. Álarr looked up as he heard someone approach. He turned his head to see a young black and white wolf. The stranger seemed quite shy, stuttering as he spoke. "It's alright, you're not interrupting. I was merely trying to figure out what these are." He lifted his paw and pointed at the glowing mushrooms. "I confess I'm not familiar with this variety and I'm surprised to seeing them grow here in winter." He had his suspicions that the mushrooms were dangerous, based on the brightness of their glow and the strange neon hue. To him it seemed to scream danger but it was hard to say for sure.