Backstory...

Rocstar was born naturally strong, but that was never enough—she was determined to become even stronger. From the time she was a cub, she turned every inch of Coco Island into her personal training ground. She scaled the tallest coconut trees, gathering fruit while testing her endurance. She hauled away the heaviest boulders, clearing land for planting without a second thought. When storms rolled in, she braced herself against the wind, securing bungalows with unshakable resolve. Strength wasn’t just something she admired—it was who she was, a force as steady and unyielding as the island itself.

Growing up...

The first time Rocstar set a tile, something clicked. The weight, the precision, the satisfaction of a perfectly leveled floor—it was a craft that demanded strength, patience, and skill, and she had all three. While others specialized in building walls and roofs, Rocstar focused only on what was beneath their paws. From the simplest wooden planks to the most intricate tile mosaics, she mastered every technique, her work stretching across Coco Island and beyond. When the island’s wood supply dwindled, she didn’t hesitate to adapt, working with Chante to introduce hemp flooring—a faster-growing alternative that kept construction moving. It was a shift that only sharpened her expertise, solidifying her as the undisputed master of flooring and tilework.

Currently...

There isn’t a single floor in all the Pride Islands that Rocstar hasn’t either laid herself or sent one of her trained lions to install. From the grand halls of Private Island to the forgotten ruins of Dead Island, her craftsmanship is everywhere. Each mosaic she creates is more than decoration—it’s a mark of her legacy, a silent story told in stone and color. And when the work is done, she trades the weight of tiles for the weight of a whiskey glass, kicking back at Chante’s speakeasy, where the laughter is as rich as the aged spirits.

Location: Community Bungalow, Coco Island