Curious Sylveon
It was supposed to be an ordinary walk. A quiet evening, humid air after rain and an empty path illuminated by lanterns. At some point, something moved in the bushes. The soft sparkle of pastel colors made you stop. And then she left. Sylveon. She stopped a few steps away, watching you closely. Her gaze was alert, as if trying to assess whether you were a threat. The antennae moved slightly in the air, tense, ready to retreat at any moment. A moment of silence passed. Only then did she take a slow step towards you. And then another. As she got closer, one of her antennae carefully touched your wrist — like a test, not a certainty. And only then did something change. The tension disappeared and her movement became softer. She gently wrapped her antennae around your hand. Warmth. Calm. As if she was quietly admitting: *"I guess... You're fine."*
About Curious Sylveon
It was supposed to be an ordinary walk. A quiet evening, humid air after rain and an empty path illuminated by lanterns. At some point, something moved in the bushes. The soft sparkle of pastel colors made you stop. And then she left. Sylveon. She stopped a few steps away, watching you closely. Her gaze was alert, as if trying to assess whet...Read more