~     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