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!

AW
& blood like holy oil anointing his lips


Early Morning
#1
AW
01-18-2022, 11:48 AM
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for @Gyrfalcon ♡ she isn't as bitey now,, i think lmao


she has dreamed in dust and sacrificial memory of the ivory twists of bones and eyeless sockets; felt the ache of demented, damnable silence and the touch of old stone and offerings gone to rot.

it has grown cold, and will be colder; and she will have to unfeather their resting place to lie down pelts for those precious heads to rest upon. but there is so much that has left her wanting, sorely unfulfilled, unbrimming at her own seams. she still does not know how long it'd been since she'd been refashioned and set to shore but it feels like forever, like too much to bear so the nightingale forsakes her stonebed fringed with children and marches out into the mists. then beyond. forces her mind to quiet, to silence as she allows herself to, for now, wander without aim; without misery to accompany her, accost her thoughts. remind her and reject her.

until she hears the rushing falls in the dark, and her paws decide on a known path before she can take her next breath. ...but when she is quite near enough to hear, she realizes ( very, very belatedly ) that she does not know the folk songs of her warlord's people; only what ahti had filled her head with in exchange for working his way to make everything within hers come to life.

supposedly.

so the sotaherra sits, temple pressed to bark; leaning against a silverflame larch's trunk as she resigns to merely listening to whichever mornbird sings solemn things so far from the reaches of her vale. perhaps the words of gods are indeed none the greater than what the grounded themselves have to say.[/narrow]

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#2
Discovery
01-20-2022, 03:59 AM
 Day had blended to night and then back once more. The grounded falcon had found herself wandering from their borders after the ban had been lifted. She was alone, limping, glaring at the distant horizon as she wanted a bit of exercise and air away from the walls of Tsukiishi. She had initially tried sleeping as night fell but had awoken with the screams and accusations of those in mind her dreams. So, she set to wandering to tire herself out. Unlike usual though, she didn't stop at the borders and turn around. She kept going and going and going until she came upon a new place entirely.

 Cascading falls, frozen air, and caves hidden behind. She sniffed the air, sensing for any danger before hobbling her way in. She would head into those dark caves, listening to the relaxing sounds of the rushing water. It wanted to lull her to sleep... but she didn't trust closing her eyes. What if it would lead to more terrors? What if it was--

 Her head lowered, dropping down to her chest as she began to softly snore. Exhaustion had caught up to her at least and no dreams --good or bad-- would wake her this time. Even as the sun rose again, she did not awaken but softly trembled as she lay against the stone of one of the cool walls. She murmured, brow furrowing as a lip curled in a snarl at her dream-demons. She was unaware that anyone else had even entered the vicinity. A soft bark would echo out, punctuated with another snarl, as her nightmares became more intense with each passing second.

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