~     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