~Stats~

~Intro~
The shadow's shift in the trees above as a stallion walks slowly through a quiet woods. His body was as pale as the rising moon above, thin elegant legs dipped in epony up to the shoulders and knees. Silver bands clasping his legs. One on each of the front, two on both hind. Long silvery mane and tail whisped hauntingly around his body was he walked. Around his neck were leather straps, belted in a silver buckle with a shape known only to it's wearer. An long dangerous looking doubled bladed horn rose like a sword from his forelock. Raven wings lay tucked neatly to his back, as almost glowing, green eyes stared through the trees, the thin snakelike pupil dialated.
Name:Sifierith
Nickname:Sifi
Age:3
Coat:White with black legs
Horn/Hooves:Long swordlike silver horn, silver hooves
Mane/Tail:Silver
Eyes:Green (slit pupil)
Wings:One Black wing
Additions:Collar with Emblem, silver bands on all four legs, 2 each on back
Personality:Mysterious, Cold, Sarcastic, Uncaring, Mocking
Mood:Intense
Possition:Member of Lord Ash Shaytan's once Elite Gaurd
Home:The Land without Name

Status:OPEN
Mate:None

~Companions~

Lord Ash Shaytan: From my beginnings in the herd, I was always at his side for one reason or anther. It's as if he called to me somehow. I just felt like he needed to be protected. And after our bond grew he named me captain of his lower gaurd which consisted of myself, Kavald and Sel. Together we were all unstopable, but that was until the day Ash rose to his father...Now in my exile I only want to find Ash and be sure he's not gotten himself into harms way.
Sel: I haven't seen him since I was split from Ash. He was always the weakling in the bunch. As much as I felt Ash needed protection, it was usually Sel that would land himself in the most trouble. He was at least good at that, but for some reason Ash seemed to take to him, and made him a member of our gaurd, however useless he usually was.
Xanath: He's the one I elected to help me save Ash. I've resently learned that Ash is in danger from an evil sorceror named Raprieve. It's said none can kill him, so who better for and impossible death mission than a reaper? He doesn't talk much, but hopefully he'll at least prove useful...
Raprieve: This demon is the creature who is seeking out my Lord. I've no idea what he wants with him, or to what grudge he holds, but if he thinks he can have Ash's soul, he's got another thing coming to him. No one touches Lord Ash Shaytan on my watch!

~Story~