Welcome to Canis Major

a wolf and animal rpg (role-playing game)

Canis is a writing community for play-by-post (forum-based), freeform roleplay set in a fictional dream world in the intrusion fantasy genre. Most characters on Canis are wolves; many play elements are focused around wolves and canids, but the world makes room for a large variety of other animal characters such as dogs, horses, cats, bears, deer, and many, many more.

Our community is focused on flexibility, creativity, and collaboration. That boils down to a few important features:

  • There is no set activity requirement to write
  • The setting and plot are member-created and staff-supported
  • The game is continuously improved to increase fun and decrease stress

Learn more in our Rulebook!

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#1
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01-04-2025, 05:15 PM
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@Mouse <3

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It was hungry.

Hungry.

Hungry.

The feeling gnawed and gnashed in its stomach, churning around the emptiness within. It kept turning its head to seek a companion that was no longer there. It kept looking down at the footprints it left behind and wondering why there were not two sets.

It wondered a great many things, like why it was here, and where it could find food, and why it could no longer remember its friend's face. Something whispered in its mind that the memory of its friend was a more distant one than it believed, when it only felt like yesterday that they went to sleep alongside one another for the last time.

But no. It was distant enough that if it did not think hard about its companion, it would forget about him altogether, and it did not want that to happen. If its mind wandered too far, it convinced itself that it had been traveling alone for its entire life.

That was not true. It remembered the feeling of hands running through its fur. It remembered a mumbling voice. It remembered warmth.

It remembered. It remembered.

It just did not remember well enough.

Hunger rumbled in its stomach once more, bringing its mind back to the present. Flitting between the two was a jarring thing, for its paws had brought it further than it expected. The pads of them stung and left pink imprints in the snow where they'd cracked and bled, but that discomfort was bearable. Was commonplace.

It paused before the great tree, and settled down to lick at the bottom of its foot, tongue laving over the broken skin and nose wrinkling at the coppery tang that flooded its mouth.
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#2
Hunter
Medic
01-04-2025, 09:51 PM
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 “there you are!” they exclaim, prancing forward with paws tired from their endeavors—tail wagging at the tip with ears airplaned outward. the doctor even wore a smile! yet obvious as it were, that they are concerned.

 they were used to assisting their mother with aiding nomads through their part of the woods; the lot of them tended to get injured on their travels. some merchants even gifted them goods! so call it habit, that mouse follows the trail of blood when they happen upon it like a hound after a hare. they leave behind their expedition to gain knowledge of the land they were now inhabiting (awe, gasp, giant tree!).

 their mouth opens in a pant, catching breath and studying with cool pine eyes the scrappy kid in front of them. “are (breath) you (breath) alright? i can take a look at your paws!”

so sorry for the wait!! i was stuck at work and puppy is being a menace tonight 1_face_depressed

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#3
01-04-2025, 10:08 PM (This post was last modified: 01-04-2025, 10:12 PM by Rat. Edited 1 time in total.)
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It had been followed.

This would perhaps be an alarming thing had the Creature not noticed the posturing from the stranger. A wolf - a big one - approached with far more confidence than the Creature ever would. But the wolf was not aggressive, it seemed, and had a smile that the Creature had seen on its friend when he had caught a particularly delicious meal for them. Triumphant.

This was not a threat, its mind supplied even as its body tensed, coiled, ready to run at the slightest wrong movement. The wolf spoke, words puffed out, as though they were out of breath. Had they run all this way to check on... it?

What for?

The Creature took a moment to think before it cautiously, silently reached out one forepaw, twisted so the pad faced upward for the wolf to look at.

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you're all good!!

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#4
Medic
Yesterday, 09:50 PM
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 their left paw would reach to the ruff of their chest, pressing as they finally soften the pants. it’d taken much of the doctor’s energy to catch up—the stranger’s stop is what made it possible to do so.

 twinned, they stare back at each other. mouse attempts their best at keeping their doctor face—friendly, open, warm—and to not be dissuaded.

 relief brightens their face, when tentatively, a paw reaches out—pad visible, cracked, weathered and bloodied. “oh,” they exclaim, nodding in understanding. their paw falls back to earth as they move forward, unthinking of personal space. if they aren’t shoved away, a quick lick would be offered to the wound. sympathetic to the ouchies.

 “that looks like it hurts,” the doctor says, as if they are speaking to a pup instead of an adult. a habit that’s pressed in them from their pops. “i’m a healer, so i could patch it up for you!” except,,, “but i don’t have much in the ways of supplies right now…”

 “how about i give you a lift to keep you off your feet and we take a look at what we can find nearby? it’s winter so there probably won’t be a lot of options, but there has to be something.”

 mouse dips themself lower, belly touching the ground, with their tail wagging once more.

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#5
6 hours ago
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The Creature's eyes were so round it was surprised they hadn't fallen out of its face. The big wolf approached it and it did its best not to scurry backward against the base of the tree, though its breathing picked up in its chest and its body shivered without its conscious effort. It felt very much a cornered rabbit, as though it were about to become someone's prey.

Wolf approached the mongrel slowly, but it did not shove them away. Golden eyes twin suns on its face as the wolf leaned in to lick at its paw pad, soothing the weathered skin there, and a strange heat prickled along its cheeks.

Imagery rose behind its eyes - a memory of a stone being thrown, nicking the flesh of one of its front legs. Of a hairless, two-legged being - smaller than the others - approaching it, dexterous paws gentle as it tied a strip of cloth around the bleeding injury.

It did not understand concepts like healing and supplies, but it could recognize gentleness when it saw it. The same kindness existed within this wolf's green eyes that its friend had possessed a lifetime ago.

It made the Creature's eyes burn and its chest wrenched with an unpleasant, aching emotion. It did not understand.

The wolf crouched down, low to the ground, and the Creature obediently approached, slow and tentative, hoping it had parsed the wolf's words correctly. Had it ever been carried before? It did not think so. Its friend was too small to lift it, and so it had walked and walked and walked even as its paws bled and cracked all over the snow.

Stopping just short of the wolf, the Creature paused, uncertain. Apprehension froze its limbs in place, unsure of if it was really okay to touch. Cautiously, slowly, the Creature placed one paw over the wolf's back, eyes flicking over toward their face to check for any signs of anger or reproach.

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