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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Content Warning
Discovery
07-10-2022, 04:12 PM
Content Warning
This post contains content that may be unsettling to some readers, including:
  • Suicide Refrences

It was painful, at first. His stomach burned from the inside like someone had lit a flame within him, and his muscles began to grow weak and useless. Drool strung from his lips -- lips he could no longer feel -- and his vision began to go blurry...Fionn was dying. He really was, and strangely he'd found it humorous that out of all the things that could've possibly killed him throughout his lifetime, all it took were some flowers with pretty-pink petals to put him six-feet under.

The sire chuckled at this thought, smiling with some kind of strange mirth as if he'd gotten a rise out of this situation. As his vision became delirious, his breath hazed, and his body glued to the ground -- far too weak to move anymore. In the boy's final breaths he could've sworn he'd seen Elaine's ghost, too. She was still pregnant with their young, and stroked Fionn's forehead to comfort him in his last dying breaths. Hallucination or not, he still smiled to the woman with a warmth he did not hold for anyone else, wanting to reach up and play with the locs of her cheek fur. Though at this point, Fionn had grown too weak to even flex his toes.

And within a few minutes, the man was gone. A peaceful smile on his face as he drew the last breath from his lungs; Fionn would be joining Elaine in the afterlife, his children too........

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He was not supposed to open his eyes again. Yet they snapped open and begged for life. It burned.

Fionn shot up to sit on his haunches and found that his vision was blurry -- be it the mixure of sand and saltwater, or whatever, but it fucking burned. The lad coughed heavily till he began throwing up water, and even stumbled to catch his balance so that he didn't fall again. Fionn...was supposed to be dead...he was supposed to join his family in the afterlife.

So why was he still alive?

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#2
Visionary
07-19-2022, 01:10 AM
The wind whispered, a luring away from the forests she still ventured to and toward elsewhere ; casted to the sea the Goddess seemed to be bringing her somewhere. Directions were lured, like the ravens singing and the white eagle harping away in a direction, the wind pushing and a smell luring her so — although part was but a delirious imagination, a wandering of what she thought was a smell that it was nothing more then the sea continuing to bring her forth.

The sun set, and she was pushed to cross. Blessed by a ruby-view, blooming in that the red cardinal glided near — Miriam swam to the isle, for surely something was awaiting. As she padded too, lightly did the ocean seem to glow, an embracing of magic around and she wondered what fantasy, what destiny, was the Goddess bringing her to?

And the cardinal disappeared, but before her gaze was a red wolf, who spewed the venom of the salty sea. Miriam approached with a haste, a worry on her head and knew why she was brought her, "sir, are you alright?" did the young moon-lit wolf ask.

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