Clarke Griffin walked over to the tent that some grounders had led her too, she watched cautiously as a grounder walked over to her." If you so much as look at her, the wrong way, I will slit your throat " he threatens before holding open the tent door.
She walked in slowly with the man behind her and saw a girl with brunette hair and green eyes standing next to a dark skinned woman, who was glaring at her as they stood next to an intimidating looking girl that looked to be her age that sat on a throne with black war paint covering her eyes but Clarke could still see the vibrant grey/blue and Clarke would say she was pretty, beautiful even if she wasn't so scary looking.
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