~     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