Pebble
SupportingPebble hovers at the edge of the group like a shadow that's learned to bite back, her presence a quiet spark amid the tower's chill. There's a raw tenacity in her stance that pulls your eye, hinting at stories etched into her young frame.
Contains info from Book 5+
Physical Description
Pebble is a slender 16-year-old girl with the lean build of a mine worker, her pale skin marked by faint scars and perpetual grit. Her dark hair is cropped short, often tucked under a frayed scarf, framing wary hazel eyes that dart with caution. She wears a ragged tunic and pants pieced from scraps, her posture hunched yet resilient, evoking quiet defiance. Pebble is a small wiry Howler girl in her teens, flat mohawk often slick with rain or sweat. Her heaving chest marks a compact, feral frame built for speed and savagery. Giggling or panting, she exudes untamed energy with claw-ready hands. A plump Gold woman with a distinctly pudgy rounded face that breaks into a wide friendly grin, her soft features and full figure creating an unusually approachable and disarming look for her caste. Standing shorter than those around her, she wobbles slightly as she walks or works, whether shoving companions aside for an enthusiastic hug, pushing gear carts while exhaling steam from her nostrils in the cold, or participating in rowdy rituals with a bucket in hand. Her form is clad in tight scarabSkin armor that protects her during combat, the soft warmth of her expression and build conveying steadfast loyalty and good humor in a dangerous world. A thirty-three year old woman with a cherubic round face that appears much younger than her true age, featuring prominent fleshy cheeks that flush easily with haste or feeling and bright optimistic eyes that reveal inner doubt or tension. She has fair skin typical of those forged in the brutal conflicts of a colonized solar system, along with a soft yet resilient build suited to a caring medic and veteran fighter among the Howlers. Practical combat attire and a lively, approachable demeanor mark her as an optimistic constant in the chaos of rebellion, her features radiating warmth and endurance even when coated in the aftermath of battle. Short and plump, Pebble fills out her light-absorbent tactical gear with a solid, enduring build that speaks of quiet strength. Her round face features flushed cheeks and an awkward smile, framed by a damaged and torn lupine helmet that hints at recent battles. Even in a beaten state, her presence remains resilient and unbowed, her posture steady despite the wear of combat. The gear clings to her sturdy form, practical and battle-scarred, with subtle camouflage patterns blending into shadowy environments.
Evolution
Morning Star: Book III of the Red Rising Trilogy
A plump Gold woman with a distinctly pudgy rounded face that breaks into a wide friendly grin, her soft features and full figure creating an unusually approachable and disarming look for her caste. Standing shorter than those around her, she wobbles slightly as she walks or works, whether shoving companions aside for an enthusiastic hug, pushing gear carts while exhaling steam from her nostrils in the cold, or participating in rowdy rituals with a bucket in hand. Her form is clad in tight scarabSkin armor that protects her during combat, the soft warmth of her expression and build conveying steadfast loyalty and good humor in a dangerous world.
- Reveals herself as a plump Gold woman with a friendly grin and soft features
- Shoves companions aside for enthusiastic hugs
- Pushes gear carts while exhaling steam in the cold
- Participates in rowdy Howler rituals wearing scarabSkin armor
Relationships
Contains info from Book 5+
Book Appearances
Morning Star: Book III of the Red Rising Trilogy
First appears Ch 10