~     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