#bcrninfire

          “ gods fuckin’ damn it,” more like oh hell no. moon had been put in charge of this headstrong child and he was not going to be the reason she got hurt because she’s just as stubborn as her stubborn mother. her strides after her, longer legs getting him in front of her to crouch, getting her around the waist and tossing her easily over his shoulder. “ there was an easy way to do this, tiny princess. now we do it the hard way. ” 

“no can do, mini prin’ces. i told you ma’ i’d take care of you.” that’s exactly what moon plans to do. he’s not sure what he did to deserve that kind of trust from clarke, or if it’s anything more than just desperation in the moment, but he plans to follow through with that. he catches the little girls shoulders, blue eyes wide as unorganized curls hang in his face. “please, little one. if you can behave, i’ll let you ride a moose someday.”