[Item: Genetic Mutation Ability | Ability to have two companions]

Name: Castiel
Age: Six years
Species: Unicorn
Coloration: Here Here
Personality: Castiel is a mixture of one part crazy three parts dry. He thinks he is an angel and can be quiet admit about it. If someone was to tell him he was insane, he would laugh. He seeks magic that will allow the "mortals" to see his mighty wings. With this being said, the God he serves is racist and believes only unicorns are holy. The rest of them are just demons trying to over throw his lord. He "fell" from heaven because he did not purge the Earth of demons without being ordered to do so. In his mind he has been shamed, cast from his God's side because he wouldn't kill every non-unicorn he came across. If someone took enough time and had enough influence over him, they might be able to get the truth across to him. Good luck.
Castiel doesn't have a very strong scene of humor and sarcasm is all but lost to him. He does like to talk, but only to straight shooters. He is melancholy and takes things as if every misfortune int he world is just the higher powers punishing them and it should be welcomed. He doesn't see all non-unicorns as evil scum, but as uneducated lost souls. When he feels something has to be done he will do anything and everything to make sure it is done. He can have a short temper when rubbed the wrong way.

History:He was born a normal and regular foal happy playfully silly, until tragedy struck. When he was a year old he was attacked by a pack of wolves. In his blind panic the young colt tumbled off a cliff. There was a lake below the fifteen foot drop, but the water wasn't deep enough to keep his head from hitting a large rock. He awoke a few days later to a stallion standing over him. The male was large solid black with silver eyes as well as a broken black horn, and thought he was god. He planted the story in Castiel's mind that he was an angel. The young colt staid with his, God, for three years. God, told him to kill a winged stallion, just because he had wings. Cas could not understand why God wanted him to do such a thing, he had done nothing wrong. After he refused the black stallion kicked him out told him he was no longer an angel, to go away and never come back, that he was cursed. Ever since the Castiel has been wondering around trying to find out how to get into any god's good graces.
Companion: A Griffin-Molten Dagger- Royal