You're completely lost in these dark woods you find yourself in. The fire crackling and popping in front of you as you heat up a mushroom a passing druid recommended for you to eat. You look at the fungus in front of you and take a deep breath. The problem is that you don't remember whether the druid told you to cook or not cook the thing. With your stomach grumbling for food, you dig in. It doesn't taste bad at all and it's filling to say the least. Unfortunately, that relief doesn't last for long as the area around you grows in size. You have been shrunken down to an inch tall.

You sit there dumbfounded as to what happened. All of a sudden, loud and thunderous footsteps can be heard coming right for you. You try to hide behind some of your gear that didn't shrink down with you. The creature steps right into the light of the fire and you can see that it is a Mothfolk. Their species is a bit rare for you to see, since they tend to avoid others. They don't seem to notice you, and seem more interested in the fire you have made.

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