Ifrit takes after his father's bloodline in terms of coloring. His base coat is a deep blood red, darker in some areas and barely lighter in others. Like a walking ruby, Ifrit takes pride in his appearance and holds himself tall and confidently. Black markings are strewn across his body, primarily masking most of his face and giving him a darker more intimidating appearance than his sire. The black markings on his body are what set him apart from his father, along with a few other things. He has black stripes strewn across his body on either side of him, curling ever so slightly like the dark tendrils of Hell reaching for his soul. His underside is painted in black, as are the backs of his ears, his paws, and the fine hairs on the very tip of his tail. A blood-red gaze peers out from the darkened mask on his face, seemingly always cold and gazing at the world with disinterest.

What truly sets him apart from his father, however, are the mutations that he was born with. He has a set of horns that jut out and forward over his brow before slightly curving upward. Paws are larger than average to accommodate the tiger claws he has, and he has a pair of saber fangs that jut from his upper lip, curving down an inch or so past his bottom jaw. He stands at a massive and hefty 45" inches, thick fur that keeps him warm in the coldest of seasons, and an overconfident air about him.

Driven by an insatiable need to dominate and prove how strong he is, Ifrit does not like to back down from any challenge. He holds grudges towards those he loses to, and will more often than not, keep coming after them until he feels he's gotten his revenge. He hates to lose, and be it foolishness or his insane competitive drive, Ifrit may find it hard to stop until he's satisfied with the outcome. Little can get in his way when it comes to getting what he wants, and there is nothing he won't do to try and get it.

The fact that he shows little to no emotion and the fact that he says little about what he's thinking or feeling can be a dangerous combination. You won't know that he's ticked off until he's already trying to rip you apart. He always wears a calm and collected facade. He knows how to hide the worst parts of himself until suddenly, he lets them out in a sudden burst like a nuclear explosion. The rage and aggression that is suddenly released, coupled with his inner demon makes him quite dangerous...

Despite all this, Ifrit can be loyal to those who have proven they've earned it. While he prefers to lead as opposed to following, Ifrit can learn to follow those he feels are capable of handling him. Though those types may be few and far in between. He's a war dog, so the chances of that happening are likely pretty slim.

Manipulative to a fault, Ifrit has found that he rather fancies this side of him. He's good with words and rather good at conning others, too. He generally goes by the philosophy of "you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours." But there's always a catch. The deals he strikes with others often leaves them with the heavier price...