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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Evening Fog
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somewhere between blackwood reach and reclaimed roots.
 
 

 Krueger stalked in the shadows, keeping pace with a rabbit that'd been run out, energy depleting as the fast-growing canine cut off every hole it tried to dive into. Any escape route that was small enough for the creature to hide in. Minutes of silence would crawl by without the nightmare showing his face, only to end up behind the creature again and startle it into a run.

 Final moments had added up, and Krueger pinned the creature down, tearing into its chest and shaking it like a rattle, until the body disconnected from the head. Happily, the teenager tossed the shoulders and everything else connected to the side, and kept the head at his paws, batting it back and forth as well as he could. The ears lopped in between rolls, making it way less fun to interact with. 


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12-09-2022, 01:36 PM
 The Harbinger watched the macabre display from the clinging shadows of barren trees.

 He wondered, idly, if this rabbit was among those he had his agreement with or if this was a solider in their enemy’s warren.

 Madmortigan approached, posture amiable. The pup, delighted and painted red, reminded him of his sister. “Hello there, Nightwalker. That was well caught.”

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#3
12-10-2022, 05:57 PM
 

 An outline shifted in the trees. Opaque as the shadow dragged itself to the light, revealing a man dressed in black and white.

 Krueger tilted his head up, squinting at the other. The stranger smelt like Lonan. The nightmare's lips peeled back into a snide grin, "Thanks," He then kicked the head to the man, wanting to see how he'd react — if he, too, would play or not. "Labyrinthian."



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12-10-2022, 06:01 PM
 The severed head rolled, slowed and hindered by the limp, un-hearing ears.

 Madmortigan came forward and punted it back to the boy. It bounced sloppily on the frozen ground, sprinkling the leaf litter with flecks of red.

 “Coyote heads make for a better ball.”

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12-10-2022, 06:09 PM
 

 The grin on the boy's face grew when the man ran up and booted it back to him. 'Cool.'

 Krueger pushed it back between his front two legs, did a little dance around it (trying to fake him out), and then sent it back his way. Blood flicked each and everyway, splattering some on his chest. 

 "Oh? Holy shit, that's cool. I want to try."




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#6
12-10-2022, 06:14 PM
 Madmortigan smirked, the tip of his tail wagging as the boy pranced, peppy about a new potential plaything.

 The Harbinger canted his head. “I know where some like to loiter. Between the two of us they’ll be easy to dispatch.”

 A piper, the tune a lilting, violent, and seductive one. He turned, disappearing back through the trees. Come with me.

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#7
12-10-2022, 06:23 PM
 

 It was interesting to find a man, one as seasoned as his father, to take an interest in him. Of course, the little Nightwalker knew his loyalties. Nonetheless, Krueger would play along. And well, how cool would it be to brag about killing a mongrel? His mother would be proud. 

 Abandoning the rabbit's head, Krueger practically skipped towards the trees, wiggling his growing body between some of them — his depth perception still developing as he grew too big for some little spots that he used to easily fit through. "Are they allowed in Labyrinthian? Or only keep them around for sport?" He asks, weighing their morals against each other. 


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12-14-2022, 10:55 PM
 “No. Only wolves are allowed in Labyrinthian.” Finally, he turned to look over his shoulder, violet eyes shining bright and cold beneath the rising moon. “Everything else is prey.”

 Breaking out into a lope, the black and white harbinger streaked across the clearing, the location of the mongrels provided by @Nicabar and his warren.

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12-15-2022, 12:11 AM (This post was last modified: 12-22-2022, 04:22 PM by Krueger. Edited 1 time in total. Edit Reason: Skill points )
 

 "Heh. Glad you and I think alike." Krueger commented, a genuine smile on his face, one that could be akin to a kid learning something new. Something that someone else understood. "No one else has strong enough blood, like us wolves." He said matter-of-factly, voice deepening along with time. 

 The boy galloped after him — but it was awkward. Growing into this bigger body, with such little depth perception, it could get tricky. But he tried as best he could, huddling his shoulders down and keeping, at most, three tails length behind the occultist. 

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12-18-2022, 07:47 PM (This post was last modified: 12-24-2022, 08:03 PM by Madmortigan. Edited 1 time in total.)
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 “There’s only one kind of God.” And they were glorious, lupine, and hungry.

 When they crested the next hill a jaunty cohort came into view - three in total. The coyotes turned to look at the strangers, their curiosity corroding to fear when they saw the gleam of teeth.

 Madmortigan was a being of black and white. The world cleaved, split by those that were divine and those that were fodder.

 Two-toned and snarling, he lunged for the largest canine - an adult male - latching onto the side of his neck and ripping until his skin gave way like a scrap of old linen.

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 The fur inhabiting between his shoulders rises, prickling on edge at the man's statement; his whole being agrees, and he chuffs in a feral-like method, agreeing in the nightwalker way. Animalistic over sophistication. 

 Peering over the wedge of land, those below and they above, as in life and the food chain. A lengthy smirk molds over the nightmare's lips as Madmortigan leaps towards them first, diving and conquering. Krueger, feeling left out, descends from the higher ground, and corners off another one of them. 

 It's no match for the hell-beast's spawn. He might still be a growing boy, but he is a force of mass and violence, dedication and egotism, and he will let no man (not even one with the same values) outshine him. Morag didn't raise no little bitch. 

 Krueger wastes no time digging straight for the coyote's jugular, letting blood spurt each and every way, splattering on the grass like he'd split a glass of cranberry juice. He shook vigorously, disinterested in whatever Mad thought of him, as laughter cracked out of his split maw, jammed full of limp coyote. Discarding it after its use was served (nothing more than a mere pawn to use in his game) and turned himself to Mad, "Need some help popping the top off?" Ichor highlighting his features. 

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12-24-2022, 09:44 PM (This post was last modified: 12-24-2022, 09:46 PM by Madmortigan. Edited 1 time in total.)
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 Madmortigan paused once the coyote below him stilled, taking a moment to watch the ecstatic way the youth brutalized his catch. The Harbinger’s eyes flickered with something rueful, chasing a half-baked nostalgia. He missed what could have been more than what was.

 If only Daighre had been so eager.

 With a deep sigh, he lets the male go, focusing instead on the raucous, ravenous boy beside him. He eyed him like a mound of fresh hewn clay, glistening and ready to mold.

 “I believe I can manage.” Stepping on the coyote’s shoulder, he ripped up, tugging and twisting until the spine came way, wet and curved. The bones gleamed, viscera falling to land on his muzzle. He threw the head, letting it thud and roll inelegantly across the grass.

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  • Just a father-figure and his son playing soccer with a decapitated head!!! <3
 

 After brutalizing the now-rag-doll corpse; the Harbinger's affections were returned. Krueger watched in fascination, eyes glimmering at the sight of such violence, savagery, and gore akin to his own. The cracking, twisting, tearing at the mongrel's skin made the youth grin with each 'pop' of a dislocated bone; his grin stretched. One step closer to ridding the creature of its dignity. 

 Bloody and free of its own bodily constraints; the head toppled oddly, as it rolled in Krueger's direction. The boy took no time in running after it, using the inner side of his paw to kick it back to the man. 

 "Oh fuck yeah. This works much better than a rabbit's head." Red, sticky liquid ran a path between the two of them, draining from the decapitated head. A line connecting them like two stars in a constellation. 

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 They played a gruesome game.

 The head thunked against the frozen ground, batted between the pair, the other bodies acting as bounce-points and goal posts.

 When they tired, he settled in for a meal, ripping into the stringy dogs. He dug through viscera, white muzzle coated carmine. He nudged the liver towards the boy, offering it to him. “I am Madmortigan Marsyas, Harbinger of the Labyrinthian Order.”

 His voice was a warm baritone, the kind of voice a father would have for a son. “I can’t remember the last time I had fun, thank you for that.”

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12-30-2022, 06:11 AM
 

 Pulling some quick tricks such as trying to pull off batting it between two paws before sending it back or faking the man out, Krueger gleamed. As if it was just any other normal activity. 

 The nightmare slunk down beside the coyote that Mad had destroyed, catching his breath with the undertone of a smile still on his maw. When offered the liver; the body greedily took it, doing a small army crawl and grasping it between his front two paws before digging in. He'd had liver before, but never a coyote's. It was nothing close to how a rabbit's tasted. "Harbinger? Sounds fancy. Whatsit mean?" He asked, chewing his food as he spoke. "I'm Krueger Rache. Soon to be a thug of Nightwalkers." Y'know, whenever he got promoted up from junior, which he already considered he had. 

 This was fun. Krueger couldn't remember a time he'd ever had fun with an adult before. They all seemed too serious, too busy, or just plain fuckin' boring. Except his mom. She was pretty badass. And this dude, too, seemed badass. "Yeah. Don't think I have met an adult who doesn't see me and run." He might be exaggerating, but the only ones that didn't seem to care were exclusively Nightwalker. "You're pretty cool."

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12-30-2022, 07:00 PM
 “You’re pretty cool, too.” He replied with a bemused quirk to the corner of his mouth, using the teen’s vernacular.

 “I’m sure a soon-to-be thug such as yourself doesn’t have a curfew. Would you like to come explore Labyrinthian’s claim? I have someone you might enjoy meeting.”

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12-31-2022, 10:21 PM (This post was last modified: 12-31-2022, 10:27 PM by Krueger. Edited 2 times in total. Edit Reason: Skill points )
 

 Krueger perked up a little at the comment granted back to him."Curfew?" The boy questioned before smirking, "Nah." He didn't think anyone would miss him for a few more hours. 

 It could be fun, exploring their claim, knowing more about them and Madmortigan. Krueger passed it off as a scouting duty. And someone he might enjoy meeting? That intrigued him even more. Maybe there were more wolves like him than he thought. "I'm down." He confirmed, stretching his limbs as he forced himself upwards, readying himself to follow after the other. 

 Right before he would follow, Krueger ripped into the coyote one last time, pulling until a sickening 'crack' was heard. The nightmare emerged, a rib-bone in his maw. "Hope you don't mind. I'm keepin' a collection." Maybe it'd serve as a nice offering piece to whomever Mad was taking him to meet. 


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