You're completely lost in these dark woods you find yourself in. The fire crackling and popping in front of you dancing light along the tree line surrounding you. You sigh and look up at the pitch black moonless night, only the small glistening stars providing any other ambient light. You close your eyes and prepare to doze off by yourself.

Not a minute goes by until you hear the sound of footsteps. They sound soft but nearby, as a figure appears from the darkness. You notice that it's a Mothfolk, a species told to live inside of these woods. They tend to shy away from people, but it seems that this one is quite interested in your fire, their compound eyes glistening from the dancing flames. It doesn't even seem like they notice you across from the fire.

(Please describe the colors, gender, and bits of personality of the Mothfolk you have encountered.)