The bantam guar kept its eyes locked on the pair, so the moment Fendros extended his hand forward, it scurried away and ran off over the hill. Ahnasha stood up as she watched it flee, then laughed as she turned her head to him. "Hardy and smart. In a land as dangerous as this, I can't really blame it for being afraid. Just about everything out here can kill you. It probably think we are predators, which...well, we are. The strongest of predators, in fact."

Ahnasha walked up to the mushroom tree and looked up at its cap from below while touching its trunk, or...stalk? She was not quite sure what to consider it. They were common in Morrowind and northern parts of Black Marsh, but in Leyawiin, where she was raised, they were only stories. Before this trip to Vvardenfell, she had never seen one in person. She still couldn't help but to be amazed by them, as was quite obvious in her body language. 

"These mushroom trees are just so interesting, I've even heard that Telvanni wizards can grow entire, multifloor towers out of them. Some are even described as entire cities, though that might be an exaggeration, or maybe just multiple mushrooms. Still, when I think of Morrowind, these are the first thing that pop into my mind...after all the ash, of course." She said with a chuckle.