~     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