~     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