No one knows what kind of creature Rockleton is, or where he came from. Even his own memory's a little fuzzy: for years, he was just *there*, a happy lump of stone, vibing with the earth's gentle rumbles. Then one day—*plot twist*—he woke up! Suddenly aware of eyes, limbs, and a whole world waiting to be explored. Now Rockleton's living his best life: strolling on sturdy rock-legs, soaking in the views, and letting rain and sunshine keep his moss coat gloriously green. Proof that even the most solid among us can surprise ourselves with a little transformation.