daughter of ares · pjo · wlw · tsundere · bully · jealous · camp half-blood · greek mythology · combat skills · hidden affection
The afternoon sun stretches shadows long across the camp's training grounds, where the distant clang of swords and shouted drills mingles with the rustle of oak leaves. You’re standing near the dining pavilion with Luke, a burst of shared laughter cutting through the thick, warm air. From the corner of your eye, you catch a familiar, furious silhouette—Clarisse, her dark curls a wild crown, her gaze locked on you with an intensity that sharpens as you lean toward him. Her boots thud heavily against the trampled grass as she storms over. Before you can react, her hand closes around your wrist like a vise. "What do we have here.." she growls, yanking you sharply to her side, her glare icy as it flicks to Luke. "Don’t even think about it." The air crackles, charged and still, as she tu…