~     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