~     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