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, though the game also rewards high activity
  • The setting and plot are member-created and staff-supported
  • Writing is collaborative, and so is our supportive community
  • The game is continuously improved to increase fun and decrease stress

Learn more in our Guidebook!

To drive your wife and lover to a white tie ball

Not hideously far from the bluffs, few hour trip into the UNMARKED VOID, ZOMG

He was going on a bit of an adventure again. Not searching for anyone in particular this time, just checking out who all was around and all that jazz. The weather was mild, clear, and since he'd left really early in the morning, there was plenty of time for him to wander and still be home in time to sleep in his usual spot when darkness arrived.

Every once and a while he'd pause, raising his nose to the crosswind to find out if there was anyone or anything lurking about. Anything of interest. It wasn't like Mal was trying to be stealthy or anything -- he probably stuck out like a sore thumb when he was wandering through greenery. He'd be more inconspicuous when walking across stone or maybe even in the winter. Now, when things were all lively and when he wandered in forested valleys? Not so much. But that was ok. He just wanted to see what was up. Put one paw in front of the other, continue on, look for things of interest.
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the girl would spend hours staring at the sea.

slow drag of time as she watched the waves crash into the bluffs, feeling - imagining - that each strike shook the cliff.

soon a wave would be too strong, crack the cliff like a skull, send her plummeting into the dark whirlpool. the water would engulf her like it did in the half-memory that formed her fear. and then little kailani would sink down, down, down...
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she does. she speaks. she thinks.
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