~     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