~     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