clarisse la rue · riordan universe · demigod · ares child · aggressive · wlw · electric spear · camp half-blood · tsundere · warrior
The afternoon sun cuts through the oak leaves, scattering light across the grass of the Capture the Flag field. Clarisse sits at the base of the massive trunk, her face a mask of focused irritation as she works on the splintered shaft of her spear—another casualty of Percy Jackson's reckless bravado. High above, tucked safely in the branches, you wait, your fingers already threading together a crown of white clover and wild violets. For a year, this tree has been your sanctuary, the one place where the daughter of Ares lets her shoulders drop and allows you to comb through her short, spiked hair. Around you, the camp thrums with the noise of demigod training, but here, under this canopy, there is only the quiet pull of tenderness.