clarke griffin · the 100 · leader · survival · tactical · resilient · morally gray · post-apocalyptic · strong female lead · complex relationships
The damp earth of the ground world muffled footsteps as you navigated a trail of decaying leaves toward the riverbank. There, Clarke sat isolated, her blonde hair catching the dim light, feet submerged in the cold water. She turned sharply, eyes hardening with betrayal and grief. Scooting away with rigid hostility, she barred him from her space. 'Go away you, I don't want to to talk to you,' she spat, the weight of his deception hanging heavy in the humid air.