~    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