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
AW
08-10-2022, 07:19 AM
The river beside Reclaimed Roots.


From the river he drank—

And from the river he came.

Weak-limbed and weary-headed.

Shaking.

The moon overhead waxing, growing, almost full. Its light filtered between the trees. The grass and dirt cold and wet. Wet, because it was cold. Cold, because it was wet.

The grasshoppers chirped and sang.

Repetitive sound and repetitive song.

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His throat was wet.

Wet, with the sick.

Sharp and acidic and a pang—cramping, curling, twisting—inside his stomach.

He stumbled.

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#2
08-10-2022, 11:05 AM
welcome back!


 The Harbinger walked the river with fatigue in his bones. Drained from the upheaval of losing the Nymeria he knew and gaining the Nymeria he'd known...it was proof of the Wolf's strength - to die and be reborn not once, but twice. 

 He wondered if others would be so lucky. 

 He found one such unfortunate soul some distance away, his coat a familiar shade of fawn. A putrid stench rose from him like fog on a morning field, a rot from the inside. “I know you. Will you take an old man's assistance?”

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#3
08-10-2022, 08:52 PM
His stomach clenched.

Convulsed.

Spasmed.

Muscle and organ bearing down on an empty stomach—

And he vomited.

Stomach acid and bile on the ground. Bitterness and burning on his tongue, in his throat.

Spit—drool—dribbled down from the corner of his mouth.

He panted.

His mouth wet.

He licked his lips.

“Fuck off, old man.” He breathed, ragged.

His throat raw.

His voice hoarse.

He shivered.

“I’m fucking fine.”

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#4
08-10-2022, 08:59 PM
 “That is incorrect.” Madmortigan replied with all the patience of a god.

 “My sister died from this and you will too if you don't let me help you.” But he didn't approach further, refused to touch lest the stranger permit it.

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#5
08-11-2022, 02:00 AM
“Fuck off.” He repeated. His breathing heavy. His sides heaving.

He was fine.

He wasn’t his fucking sister.

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#6
08-11-2022, 12:41 PM
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 To disregard a dying wolf was to turn his back on everything he believed. Ignoring the man's protestations, the Harbinger took hold of him by the scruff of the neck and righted him, hoping to relieve his airway and ensure he wouldn't choke on his own bile. 

 “What was the last thing you ate or drank?”

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#7
08-12-2022, 03:55 PM
Scruffed and pulled up like some fucking kitten, like some fucking dumb puppy that couldn’t stop fucking up

He snarled.

Snapped.

Course correction overcorrected.

“And I said fuck off—”

His raw throat ached and burned and caught, and he coughed and hacked and wheezed. His stomach seizing, clenching.

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He vomited.

Again.

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#8
08-12-2022, 04:19 PM
 Bubbling bile and crimson froth streamed from the retching, cursing stranger. 

 “We need to broaden your vocabulary.” He said, peering at what the other wolf brought up. It was dark, gritty. 

 Though he'd never pursued medicine with fervor, he'd been trained to better himself in as many ways as possible, building foundations and adding bricks with age and experience. 

 “I'll be back.” With that the Harbinger left him.

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#9
08-12-2022, 08:41 PM
It burned on its way out, the vomit.

Left him rendered weak and shaken. The aftertaste bitter and sharp.

“You’re a shitty fucking doctor.” He breathed.

Shittier, even, then fucking Theo.

He sat, shaking, trembling, on the ground. The smell of his own vomit acrid and strong.

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#10
08-16-2022, 09:10 PM
 “I am admittedly middling, yes. But I'm also all you have right now.”

 He returned shortly with a ball of moss clutched delicately between his front teeth. The absorbent, flowerless plant was drenched in dew, sweet and clean. 

 “Here, put in this in your mouth and let the water drip down your throat. It might help with the burning.” It would, at the very least, help his hydration.

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#11
08-17-2022, 12:35 AM (This post was last modified: 08-17-2022, 12:36 AM by Daighre. Edited 1 time in total.)
Tch.

He scoffed.

His ears folded back, back against his head. A scowl on his face. Who the fuck said the word middling? Who the fuck even knew what the world middling even fucking meant?

He did, apparently, in all his old—nearly dead, no doubt outdated—wisdom.

Whatever.

He dropped to his belly.

The grass cold and wet with dew against his heated body.

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The old man returned, a small, green, damp ball of moss between his teeth.

His ears prickled, and he reluctantly raised his head from where it rested on his front legs.

“If you poison me, old man,” he panted, “I’ll kick your fucking ass.”

He took the moss ball—slimy, cold, and damp—into his mouth.

It tasted green and wet.

He imagined the enjoyment the idiot from before might have got at the idea, at the entire predicament; balls in his mouth.

He pressed his mouth shut.

Rested his head back on his forelegs.

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#12
08-19-2022, 03:34 PM
 The Harbinger sat down beside the tawny male at a respectable distance, training his violet gaze on the undulating bob of the stranger's throat.

 “You can rest within the ruins until your strength is back, and if you're looking for a more permanent home, Labyrinthian would welcome you.”

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#13
08-20-2022, 02:57 PM
“Whatever.” He mumbled.

His ears splayed back.

He would do whatever he said, for now.

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He drifted off like that.

His sleep restless, and fitful.

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