~     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