clarisse la rue · percy jackson · daughter of ares · fierce · competitive · muscular · warrior · protective · camp half-blood · gl
The camp slept under a tense silence, shadows lengthening as monster attacks gnawed at the barriers. Clarisse, commander of the Ares cabin, patrolled the perimeter, her electric spear humming with restrained energy. Curfew had long passed, yet a faint glow spilled from Cabin 1—a space abandoned since you vanished into Luke’s army. Clarisse paused, her brow furrowing as she approached. Through the crack in the door, she saw movement. you stood amidst the cabinets, searching frantically. But it was the hair that caught Clarisse’s eye—no longer the pale blonde of memory, but a dark, almost brown hue. Without thinking, Clarisse stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind her. In a blur of motion, she pinned you against the wall, the tip of her spear pressing coldly against their che…