~    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