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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
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  • The game is continuously improved to increase fun and decrease stress

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talking to spiders


Afternoon Partly Cloudy
#1
Group Only
Elysium
08-07-2022, 11:34 PM (This post was last modified: 08-07-2022, 11:56 PM by Sreda. Edited 2 times in total.)
@Harper and any other Elysium that would like to join!

The child stood atop the rocky ledge, peering out over the crystalline surface of the water. Deep purple eyes gazed with dull, lifeless luster toward the lake's surface, hanging dangerously over the edge of the precipice. Something stirred in her eyes as she peered down, dark wonderment lighting her shadowed features. She wondered how fast @Dimitri would fall if she gently ... coaxed him off the ledge. What would he look like as he flew with his lanky legs through the air until he plopped onto the surface? Would the water break like glass? Or would he?

A soft sigh pressed through her dark lips — a gentle tingle touching her chest.

But she became quickly defeated. She supposed Mother(s) (@Valeska in particular) would have something to say if she experimented so villainously on their eldest son.

She just wanted to play a game, was that so much to ask?

Maybe she could find something else to throw off the ledge. Or multiple things.

Her small body turned from the ledge, gently hopping from one rock to another as she began to prowl for a toy to toss around.

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#2
08-08-2022, 12:45 AM
^^These damn goats were going to be the death of her, Harper knew. Mordecai, bless his sweet innocent heart, had been leaving goats for her - but what she had been craving most of all, was not just goats, but fresh goats.

She’d still eat the ones he gave her, on nights when she didn’t feel up to climbing. Tonight, though, she craved that fresh, warm blood from her kills, and decided to head on up. She hadn’t thought she’d find one of the children, and shockingly not Violet (for now, anyway), but instead, the dark one that Harper definitely felt some bias towards.

Sreda.

The one who had come back from the dead. Perhaps if the child was older, she might have asked about her husband.

When Harper came upon the girl, she was leaping across the rocks. How old were they even..? How long had it been? Lord, Harper didn’t even know anymore.

“Sreda, darling.” Harper cooed softly, greeting her like an old friend.
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#3
08-08-2022, 01:51 AM
The child moved from rock to rock, tiny legs far more clumsy than she hoped, but doing their job. She couldn't wait until her legs were taller. Like mama's.

A soft series of hums escaped her lips as she bopped her little body forward. A little sound effect escaped her lips with every gentle hop and skip of her tiny puppy legs. She imagined herself dancing, her dark little frame but a shadow on the cliff. And she imagined herself to be an invisible, dancing shadow ... creepily stalking her prey through the mountainside.

But alas. She was small. And she was not invisible. Nor was she a graceful shadow.

At least not yet.

"Sreda, darling," came a soft voice, and the child almost tipped herself over as she landed square on the center of a nearby rock before turning her gaze toward her auntie. The two shared many physical similarities — painted in dark colors and blessed with glittering purple eyes. Sreda smiled sweetly. "'Ello, auntie 'Arper," she yipped, lifting her tail up and wagging it behind her back. Sreda had an idea.

"Can we pway a game, auntie?" Her head tilted to the side as she stepped slowly back over the rocks toward the same ledge that she'd been at earlier. It had taken her all morning to get up here, so ... if she could have Auntie help her find some things to throw off the ledge ... then her day would not be wasted.

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#4
08-08-2022, 02:07 AM
^^Harper glanced over towards the dark little pup that could have been mistaken for her own daughter. The browns in her niece’s coat were only a few shades lighter than her own, and they held similar, if not the same eye color.

A beauty truly, and if Violet dared to call this little princess ugly, she’d have to put spiders in her bed. Assuming, the girl didn’t like spiders.

Sreda gave her the sweetest smile, and spoke her name in that child-like way, and Harper melted. This was the one. This was her favorite little bean.

She smiled in return, wagging her tail and giggling. “I like games. Are we playing ‘name that flower’ again today, m’love, or do you have something else in mind?”
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#5
08-08-2022, 03:56 AM
"I like games," auntie would reply, and Sreda's smile grew wider, her tiny tail flipping around behind her rotund puppy frame. Auntie Harper seemed very smart, very smart indeed. Sreda hoped she could learn a thing or two from this tall lady with just the right amount of prompting in the more ... macabre direction. Little did Sreda know, Harper was a dark woman with a dark past — one that might all too willingly share some of that knowledge with a puppy already very acquainted with death.

Sreda didn't remember it, but she'd already been to to the other side.
Perhaps that was why she was so fascinated with these things.

"Are we playing ‘name that flower’ again today, m’love, or do you have something else in mind?"

"I wonder," she started, ears flicking her twin gaze bore into Harper's. There was an intensity there beyond her age, and yet she did not yet know how to wield it. "How fast tings fall?" Her gaze strayed from Harper back to the precipice she'd been perched upon. Did grass fall faster than a stick? Did a ... mouse fall faster than that? Would Dimitri or even mama fall even faster? What were the physics of falling, and what happened to said things when they hit the bottom?

There was only one way to find out.

"We throw tings!" Yes! Let's throw things off the cliff and watch them fall to their doom! But of course, very important information about the physics of their doom would be remembered in these very precious learning moments.

Sreda was a developing brain, after all.

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#6
08-08-2022, 05:42 AM
^^Valeska’s eldest was known as, to Harper anyway, the Oracle. He had sensed the danger of Valeska’s kidnapping as Vendrussel had arrived with news. Now, the child that had been born dead was asking about the rate of speed. What sort of science experiment was Harper helping her with? Falling objects seemed innocent enough, right?

Harper would glance up at her cute little favorite niece with a sly smile and a slow, curious wag of her tail as she peered over the cliff, then back at her niece. “The bigger something is, the faster they will fall.” Harper said softly and darkly, with the arch of her brows.

Glancing around, she’d spot a rock and a little froggie. “Tell you what. If you can catch that little froggie, we can drop this rock and the frog, and see which one hits the ground faster. Wouldn't it be just the funniest thing if that frog lands on someone's face?” Harper smirked, wiggling her brows.
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#7
Hunter
08-15-2022, 03:14 AM (This post was last modified: 09-13-2022, 04:39 PM by Sreda. Edited 1 time in total.)
Sreda vibrated with excitement, and it was hard to hide it.

Harper responded exactly as Sreda would have hoped.

“The bigger something is, the faster they will fall.”

Sreda considered it, her lips pressed into a dark line as she contemplated the physics of death. There was a hidden sense of endangerment behind her eyes, a subtle glitter behind amethyst lenses. She wanted to know. Needed to know. She needed to see the words in action. But Harper was a tricky aunt, hiding her wisdom behind smiles and flashes of ermine fangs. She was a sinister trickster ... and Sreda aspired to be like her.

Harper issued the challenge, twin purple eyes nodding toward an unsuspecting froggie that was paddling stupidly between the loose granite of Fate's Respite. Determination flashed darkly behind Sreda's eyes, those white brows narrowing over her gaze as she narrowed in on the delicate little frog. She imagined the veins running through it's legs — she taunted herself thinking about the way those muscled would stretch and strain as that small body tried to hide itself from the elements.

Sreda glanced toward Harper with a solemn nod before refocusing on the toad.

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She stalked forward upon clumsy stilts, lowering herself with a flick of her tail. Thankfully, the aquatic creature was heavily distracted by how lost it was in its natural environment. It was busy clambering up the side of the rock without success, instinct causing panic to flash through its small body — so much so that it did not notice the threat of a cumbersome wolf puppy coming toward it.

And with a mightly plop, Sreda tossed her weight at the frog, landing with paws and belly, talons and teeth as she smooshed the small being into the boulders with a satisfying smoosh.

Sreda picked up her treat with a proud, but refined smirk, lifting her tail high above her back as she picked up the frog and brought it quickly over to her auntie. Eager eyes awaited the next part of the experiment. "Yous show me?" Her eyes glittered wondrously through a mouth of frog meat.

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#8
09-13-2022, 12:26 AM
^^Harper watched over her favorite little niece with a smile and nod of her head. She was quick on her feet, grabbing the frog and coming back to Harper, eager to learn about how fast objects fell to the ground from a great height.

“Very good, Sreda.” Harper cooed, nodding her head and wagging her tail. She moved to the edge, and moved a rock around from under her paw. “C’mere, but carefully. We can toss these over the cliff, and see which one lands first, hm?

Are you ready?”


Here begins the arc of mad scientist for Harper and Sreda.
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#9
Misc Skill
09-13-2022, 04:34 PM (This post was last modified: 09-13-2022, 04:37 PM by Sreda. Edited 1 time in total.)
wondering if this will count for gravedigger? we are sending off the dead, that's for sure, xD

She followed instructions well, her small brain sparking and churning as she anticipated the knowledge that Harper was about to grace her with. It fed her morbid curiosities.

She couldn't wait.

The child moved carefully, but there was a sort of dancing way in which she skittered forward. And despite the seriousness in her eyes, there was a sparkle there that Harper was certain to see. "Are you ready?" It would have been obvious how ready Sreda was. The sinister child made her way toward Harper, standing finally beside her with the floppy frog corpse hanging from her jaws. The taste was strange — a bit sour and she could almost taste the pungent odor on the roof of her mouth.

Harper readied the rock under her paw.
Sreda slowly readied her jaw to toss the frog.

The child nodded, and on some silent count... they readied. And... threw!

Sreda watched with fascination as they both fell, the rock plummeting toward the surface and hitting with a hard thunk. The body of the frog seemed to dance in the air, catching the breeze. The limbs flailed comedically, and she watched the way that seemed to slow the frog as it fell. It landed shortly after the rock, and instead of a kerplunk, it slapped the surface with a definitive smack.

Her tail waved behind her, processing the information. Bodies fell slower than rocks. Interesting. Very, very interesting.

"Rest in pieces, froggie," she said with a sarcastic solemn nod of her head before looking up to her Auntie delightedly.

What other trouble could they get into?! This was fun!

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#10
09-13-2022, 05:18 PM
It was a lovely, lazy afternoon for a walk.

He liked walks, especially ones taken all by himself. No one to taunt him, yell at him, or -

From the base of the cliff, Alder screamed as bits of frog splattered across his face.

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#11
09-29-2022, 01:15 AM
^^It had been an innocent question that turned into an innocent, educational game of what could fall harder and faster. Did she think it would have been absolutely glorious if someone, say her demonic niece, had been on the receiving end? Why yes, of course she did; and she had maybe, perhaps, (read: totally) hoped that they’d time things just right.

Oh, and they had.

A screaming followed, and the darkness in Harper’s heart swelled until she realized that was not the scream of a niece, but instead, a nephew; one that she particularly enjoyed spending time with.

Sreda’s ‘rest in pieces, froggie,’ was more than adorable, and Harper smiled over at her darling little pupil.

Teaching this one was going to be fun.
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