The Councilwoman was not a sibling-oriented person. At least, she liked to call herself that. But sometimes she found herself looking out in the desert, toward the uncharted lands, wondering. Her brother was alive, Icarus had to be. He was her sister, and apparently the Darcia family had a hard time staying dead. It was weird. So, even if he did die, she'd assume he'd eventually get the willpower to come back. But on the topic of siblings...

Asmodeus existed. Jormungand's blood-related son. Her brother. Even if it didn't feel like it. Hell, she promised to burn Tanglewood if they ever hurt Jormungand. It felt awkward for her to even think of him as a sibling, given the mild age gap. And the fact that she never really bonded with him. She never really even talked to him, which was a shame given her circumstances. Who would she tell about her crushes and love life, Jormungand? No way. Alongside Icarus, she had to tell someone she could trust. Hopefully Asmodeus was going to make the cut.

Her paws led her to the house Asmodeus had. Or at least, what she assumed he lived in. With a few gentle knocks she announced her arrival. "Asmodeus? It's me, Kold. Was wondering if you'd want to... I dunno... hang out? Hunt? Explore the jungle?" She was trying not to sound pleading or desperate. With a sigh, she almost considered just leaving without any other words. But she stayed.

[member=18074]ASMODEUS[/member]

Kold Darcia Di Angelo - Pitt - Marauder