~     sylveon     ~   
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
         countersense fairy    
      canine?                     
                          palliative? 
                                 
 appearance: sylveon  resemble dogs  in  
  many ways,  with similar small  bodies 
    and faces. they  are small and  
      nimble, and with white  fur.  
                               
                                 
 the  most  striking  feature  is     
 their "ribbons",   long  flat  feelers 
 that  they    use  to  bind    or   to 
 interface  with  the minds  of  others 
                          
   the ribbons  play  a  large social   
   role  among  sylveons.            
   they  induce a sense of wellbeing, 
  and  can  ease  pain  if  applied   
 close to a  wound.     it is thought 
 they feed  off  the pain of others     
                this   way.    
                              
                              
       sylveon are  great  partners 
 to  humans, but care should  be  taken  
 to  limit exposure to    ribbons,     
   since with  prolonged  contact     
  the  consciousnesses  start to  blend, 
 an   environment   in  which          
 the  sylveon  is  much more at  home,   
    and   it   will    take   advantage. 
                     
   medicinal                     
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 its   sap                        
         poison        putting 
 thoughts     into            
 not   killed.                      
   but  is    loyal    (lie!  lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 the  nature of the  coma  depends on the 
 intensity  of  the sylveon's  feeding.  
     you  will  succumb  to a     
         fast-growing  addiction   
  that leads  to a submissive       
     and  sluggish  state       
                
  eventually  you will  slowly slip  
   into    a    long    slumber,   
  becoming       sap   in the vines