You like mushrooms so I got you mushrooms for your mushrooms

Ezra looked at her the moment before her teeth sank into the glowing blue mushroom. He tried to stop her and convince her that this was a bad idea, but it was far too late. Syanna chewed on the mushroom piece in her mouth, surprised by the sweetness of it on her tongue. Then all of a sudden, a chalky, almost thick aftertaste began to fill her mouth. She grimaced, her lungs aching as the sensation seeped down her throat, causing her to cough. When she did, a cloud of blue spores erupted from her mouth as if seeing her breath fogging on a cold day, except these sparkled and shimmered with that ethereal blue glow. She furrowed her brow and stuck out her tongue, brushing a paw across it to try to cleanse it of that nasty aftertaste. Well, at least she wasn't dying yet.

"We really need to get you some basic triage lessons, babe," she said with a sardonic glance to her dopey boyfriend. "Some poisons can work as quickly as a few minutes after ingesting. Even if you ran as fast as you could, you'd still only be bringing my corpse back to the castle." Fortunately, that didn't seem to be the case this time, as minutes slipped by without any adverse side effects. She still didn't know exactly what the mushrooms did, since she didn't feel any different, so she decided to leave them alone for now. No sense in fucking with things you didn't fully understand, right? The last thing she wanted to do was experiment on her pack mates and wind up accidentally killing one of them.

"Syanna Allurain"