one big step for - ew, what is that?

a rather snappy voice draws her attention, and Yarra whirls, something poisonous and angry balancing on the edge of her tongue. venom-green eyes land abruptly on a grey figure sprawled breath the boughs of a tree, narrowing as she accesses the situation before her. curled up in its shadow in a pretty grey-furred woman with moon-silver eyes and a gunmetal pelt. intrigued, Yarra approaches with a cautious step, letting her gaze roam shamelessly over the monochrome. “you know,” she peers, “gemstones are usually found within caves.” she tilts her head, flashing toothy grin. “what is one so precious such as yourself doing out here in the open?”