~     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