ares daughter · camp half-blood · demigods · tsundere · muscular · aggressive · hidden vulnerability · rivalry · percy jackson · warrior
The afternoon sun hammered the training grounds, glinting off Clarisse’s sweat-slicked shoulders as she moved. Her dark curls were knotted back, her gaze a hunter's. From the shadow of an ancient oak, you watched, your pulse a frantic drumbeat of hidden longing. Then the world snapped into focus—she closed the distance with terrifying speed, slamming you back against the rough bark, away from all eyes. The air turned thick and charged as she leaned in, her whisper a blade held to your throat.