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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08-27-2022, 11:23 PM
Ugh, she had forgotten how.. Tiresome it was to travel on her own feet, and gather her own things. As a wolf though, she knew the basics, but it was such an annoyance to not only have to move wherever she needed, but to hunt for herself. Messy, blood upon her milky-cream locks, and the factor of diving her face in unsavory guts. She was only a meat person, after all, the guts were not something that the picky miss wanted.

She had washed herself long ago, but by the waters she found in this desert-land, was finally someone she was searching for. 

"Hello there sweetie, you looking for a partner for the night?" A cougar prowling to her victim, she rounded to the man in a safe distance, but made it all the known she was prepared to drift closer if allowed so. This was the moment to test whether this life was truly hell or otherwise.. Everything felt real, but for her sins of lust and otherwise — no hell would grant her it, would they?

Ah.. He looked similar to the man she messed with before she was killed by that bitch.

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#2
Misc Skill
08-29-2022, 05:10 PM
^^

leaving the thread with lemon vague for this



He was still filled with the adrenaline of the game after his roll around with the in heat-bitch that he found within these very same sands (the valley had earned his victory of taking someones sight, peoples lives, their skin -- Bjorn wondered what other parts he might add to his tally here in these new lands. He was off to a great start with something as delicious as a tail) and he knew how it might go.

Bjorn's restless energy could be used in many ways and it seemed that these sands were to be good to him, real fuckin' good that he was certain it was Odin himself pulling these strings. She came to him so willingly, so much so that he thought she knew what she was, a whore in every sense of the word but really, what the fuck did he care? She was pretty enough, delicate enough looking that Bjorn wouldn't need to psyche himself up.

A neck of cream, a face of browns and eyes of crimson -- yeah, the beast could work with that. He looked to her, jutting his chin out as the viking smirked at her, boyish and confident, "could be," he knew enough English that sometimes he didn't need to play on it, even if still did it sound broken and foreign on his tongue. Sweetie, she called him, and Bjorn thought that he might show her that he could be sweet, so long as he could break her in after.

The Viking wanted to test how much she really wanted the game she had started, commanding her, "come," with a rumbled, low tone as he squared his shoulders. He watched her, forested gaze intense. Was she so much of a whore that she wouldn't turn away a chance with a handsome man, willing to touch someone so brazenly open? Bjorn's veins buzzed with excitement. He loved the delicate ones, the sweet ones that he could trick, but he loved the brazen ones in a way that made a fire ignite within his blood.
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#3
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08-30-2022, 02:14 AM (This post was last modified: 08-30-2022, 02:16 AM by Constantine. Edited 1 time in total.)
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Tall dark and handsome, a type that Constantine adored so. The silent types were always the most wild in galore, something that lit anyone's heart ablaze once you caught them ; and a passionate night was all she needed, before disappearing like candlelight flame. He was an overally large man, maybe too large — brazed with browns and creams that were like her own but danced in opposites. Maybe a more wistful girl would think destiny would unfold, but all that the rose needed was one night, one night to confirm all of this was real.

So now with the oh-so important consent that diverged to a fire, she stepped closer. Hips swinging, a smile to her lips, in every step to entice with a seduction to only rile the other up, who so brazenly accepted her invitation without another thought — perhaps but another beast of pleasure, a whore-ish man.. But souls alike meant everything, for a night of extreme pleasure. How she leaned in, her lips near his ears and a whisper, "for a night."

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#4
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09-14-2022, 09:14 PM
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A whore was a whore, it just made it better when they weren't fucking ugly. He fucked them for pleasure, punishment, boredom -- depending on his mood, he didn't care what they looked like so he got what he wanted. Today faced him with a pretty whore, one he didn't mind to ruin.

They were prettier when they were ruined.

She leaned in, voice like honey, desiring a night. Bjorn smirked as he rumbled lowly his approval and stepped to her, pressing his chest against her before he would lean to grab her scruff. If he managed to take hold of her, Bjorn would chuckle into the soft fur and try and angle her as he desired, bumping her to submit. ^^

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#5
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09-14-2022, 09:17 PM (This post was last modified: 09-14-2022, 09:18 PM by Constantine. Edited 1 time in total.)
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She was all the more willing to lean in it. The more rough it came the more pleasure ; the degrading to the pampering, she would switch with them all and all the more within the fantasies. Nothing but the purest of pleasures in this world of the living, and what would she be? To not offer but a passing fancy to this man that bore of what many court woman would dream and swoon. To feel his fangs against her nap, the grabbing and tussling that she adored for and audibly made it known, a lifting of her quarters and the oh-so hurry of what she and him both wanted.

Constantine needed it.

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#6
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09-14-2022, 09:31 PM
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She made no complaints and Bjorn wouldn't have cared if she had; she had made her decision. She leaned into him and he rumbled his approval deep in his throat. The whore shifted, angling herself beneath him and wantonly lifting her hips to encourage him further.

The Viking would roughly shove her forward, wanting her head and shoulders to bow down to the sand, uncaring if it got in her eyes and mouth. He grasped her gips roughly, tongue sliding along his lips and rolled his hips forward.

She was getting what she wanted and he would take as much as he desired. ^^

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#7
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09-14-2022, 09:42 PM (This post was last modified: 09-14-2022, 09:42 PM by Constantine.)
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She wanted it. She needed it. And she got it ; the dirty rough degrading pleasure. The rough and aggressive tumbling and grabbing and pulling she desired. She did this. She pulled this reaction from him. The behaviors and actions of wanton men. Their hearts so easily tricked. His weight on his back ; his claws against her hips.

But alas for’ his passionate, lustful, swarthy throes proved to be too much ; and with his next powerful thrust, her heart would burst inside her chest. She collapsed, limp, her last moments on this earth forever tied to him and his body. Face down in the hot coarse sand. Her muzzle parted.
 
Dead.
 

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#8
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09-14-2022, 09:55 PM
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  • Honestly I wouldn't read it if you can't take graphic scenes, mentions of sex and death
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In his defense, he hadn't noticed when she slumped, growing still, dead because he had desired her in that very position he merely assumed she abided by his wants. Bjorn only noticed when he finished, pulling from her with a grunt. His thick paws touched down on the sand as he rolled out his shoulders, spent, and wondering how many times tonight she thought she could go.

Only...

There was no sound, no breath, no movement.

The Viking stood, moving, leaning his ear down to her mouth. No sound. No breath.

Bjorn laughed.

She died as a whore would.

Being fucked and face down.

He lifted a paw to push at her tail, inspecting the evidence of him. Bjorn snorted and made quick work of his teeth and claws, trying to rid her of her pretty fur in as many places as he could.

Odin had blessed him in many ways. ^^

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