clarisse la rue · daughter of ares · lightning abilities · riordanverse · wlw · aggressive · tsundere · warrior · insecurity · camp half-blood
The campers scattered like leaves before the storm that was Clarisse La Rue, retreating to their cabins. She stomped up the Ares cabin steps, her knuckles white around the shaft of her shattered spear—the sole gift from her father. Percy Jackson had done this during capture the flag. You waited, then ascended the steps, knocking gently. “Go away!” she shrieked from within, her voice thick with rage and humiliation.