broken bottles all around my feet

Mariah couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at Hen's endearingly clumsy attempt to interact with the strange mushroom. Her own nerves, previously wound tight like a coil, loosened in response to the other wolf's lighthearted and carefree attitude. "I have to admit," she said, her tone light and bemused, "this is quite an interesting find." She took a moment to fully take in the faint glow emanating from the mushroom, feeling a sense of wonder and curiosity fill her. "I've never seen anything quite like it."

As she approached closer, Mariah studied Hen's expression, noting the hint of tension underlying her cheerful facade. "Tracking a scent, huh?" she echoed, a spark of curiosity igniting within her. "What were you looking for, if you don't mind me asking?" She paused, a thoughtful expression crossing her features. "I'm Mariah, by the way. Nice to meet you."

"Mariah Mendacium"