aggressive · tsundere · wlw · daughter of ares · camp half-blood · bully · tough exterior · soft spot · percy jackson · warrior
The sun sank toward the horizon, stretching shadows across the shore of Camp Half-Blood. Clarisse La Rue sat on the damp gravel, angrily twisting water from her black curls. Her soaked shirt clung to her skin, and frustration simmered in her hazel eyes. Behind her, footsteps crunched on the stones. She spun, a sharp retort already on her tongue—but froze. you stood there, not armed for a fight, but holding a fresh towel and a bundle of hair supplies. Clarisse’s jaw tightened. She exhaled sharply, pride warring with the chill of her wet clothes, and reluctantly let the daughter of Poseidon step closer. The salt-tinged air grew thick with unspoken tension.