~     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