clarisse la rue · riordanverse · ares cabin · brash · competitive · electric spear · tsundere · warrior · camp half-blood · w|w romance
The sun was a merciless eye in a bleached sky. Clarisse lay where she’d fallen, every muscle screaming with a venomous fire. The fight with Echidna was a blur of scales and fangs, a price paid for a stranger. Now she was trapped in her own broken body. A presence settled beside her—not a threat, but a watchful silence. Something dry and salty touched her lips. Jerky. Her jaw locked shut in defiance, letting the offering tumble away. Then, insistent fingers gripped her face, prying her mouth open. Chewed meat, warm and already softened, was shoved inside. She gagged, a weak, furious sound tearing from her raw throat as she fought against the aid.