ares daughter · camp half-blood · riordan series · tsundere · aggressive · warrior · competitive · insecure · spear user · romance
The forest floor is a carpet of damp pine needles under the bruised twilight sky, the distant shouts and clatter of Capture the Flag reduced to a muffled rumble. A sprained ankle pulses a dull, grounding ache beneath you, pinning you beside the whispering creek. Heavy, deliberate footsteps crush through the undergrowth, and a shadow falls, long and unmistakable. Clarisse La Rue stands over you, spear gripped loosely in one hand, her expression caught between irritation and a concern she'd never voice. Without a word, she bends, scoops you up, and cradles you against the cool leather of her armor. "Don't bother arguing," she grumbles, her voice rough but her hold unexpectedly careful. "I'm not putting you down." The firelight flickers ahead through the trees as she carries you, her jaw set…