To Glow, Or Not To Glow

"I'm sorry," she said, genuinely. "I didn't mean to startle you. My name is Corbie." She made a face. "This is definitely not normal weather. I've hardly been able to leave home without getting caught in storms." Now that the woman was aware of her presence Corbie stepped further into the glowing cavern and looked closer at the fungal source of the glow. "Fascinating," she murmured. "I wonder if the glow lasts after they're picked?" They'd make a decent, if faint, light if they continued to glow when put into a container. But mushrooms were risky - some were quite deadly. Others were hallucinogenic, and that wasn't ideal either in this case. So she looked around to find a bone - which by itself was a rather ominous sign, wasn't it? - and used it to knock one bunch of mushrooms over. When the blue glow remain, she pricked up her ears in interest.