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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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Cloudrest
it is like a flower blooming in the injury,
it is like a flower blooming in the injury,
it is like a flower blooming in the injury,
Midnight Partly Cloudy
the only true mistake is the one from which nothing is learned.
Species: Arctic Wolf
Sex & Gender: Female
Age: 5 years
Fur Color: White
Eye Color: Silver
Height: Short
Weight: Light
Build: Lean
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❝ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴍ ᴏ ɴ · ᴠ ᴀ ʟ ᴇ ʀ ɪ ᴀ ɴ · ᴛ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ ʀ ɪ ᴀ ɴ ❞
( riannon speaks common with a thick romanian accent )
( riannon speaks common with a thick romanian accent )
the frost dragon
Species: Wolf
Sex & Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Fur Color: White, Blue / Lavender grays
Eye Color: Glacial lavender
Height: Tall
Weight: Medium
Build: Athletic
asriel —
he turns to face his mother as the last syllables of his name are swallowed by the wind; words lost as his mother stands before him, bearing upon her pelage the stench of a man. black, leathery nose twitches, tempering the urge to curl his upper lip. he had, after all, given his blessing. still, a part of him had very selfishly hoped that she would not seek the embrace of a stranger in the thick of night. yet, she had. soon, if strangers seed took, he would have newborn siblings.
❝is it done?❞ asriel asks simply; stonily. ❝the man who gave his seed,❞ the childish part of asriel wanted to die of embarrassment right then and there. this was not a conversation he wanted to have with his mother again. ❝...he is not one of ours, right? he is not going to storm into our lives and act like he belongs here, is he?❞ because that asriel would have a problem with; unaware ( blissfully, ignorantly ) that he was so very wrong on this arrogant assumption.
he turns to face his mother as the last syllables of his name are swallowed by the wind; words lost as his mother stands before him, bearing upon her pelage the stench of a man. black, leathery nose twitches, tempering the urge to curl his upper lip. he had, after all, given his blessing. still, a part of him had very selfishly hoped that she would not seek the embrace of a stranger in the thick of night. yet, she had. soon, if strangers seed took, he would have newborn siblings.
❝is it done?❞ asriel asks simply; stonily. ❝the man who gave his seed,❞ the childish part of asriel wanted to die of embarrassment right then and there. this was not a conversation he wanted to have with his mother again. ❝...he is not one of ours, right? he is not going to storm into our lives and act like he belongs here, is he?❞ because that asriel would have a problem with; unaware ( blissfully, ignorantly ) that he was so very wrong on this arrogant assumption.
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fjordic · common
— ❝the thing about gods is they're eternal❞
the only true mistake is the one from which nothing is learned.
Species: Arctic Wolf
Sex & Gender: Female
Age: 5 years
Fur Color: White
Eye Color: Silver
Height: Short
Weight: Light
Build: Lean
02-27-2022, 09:00 PM
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❝ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴍ ᴏ ɴ · ᴠ ᴀ ʟ ᴇ ʀ ɪ ᴀ ɴ · ᴛ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ ʀ ɪ ᴀ ɴ ❞
( riannon speaks common with a thick romanian accent )
( riannon speaks common with a thick romanian accent )
the frost dragon
Species: Wolf
Sex & Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Fur Color: White, Blue / Lavender grays
Eye Color: Glacial lavender
Height: Tall
Weight: Medium
Build: Athletic
it is not the answer that asriel wants.
black, leathery nostrils flare like an angered bull; despite that the rational and maturing part of his brain sees the good in that decision. the childish, selfish part of his brain sees only the possibilities that eira might not become his step-father and it is not something he wants ( though, truly, it is not his choice ). he could not speak for his siblings, but he'd done fine without any sort of father figure in his life and the instinct to reject any possibility of it happening is strong. ❝a stranger would've been better.❞ if only because of the things asriel struggles with internally: there was no connection. a one night stand.
salmon tongue drawling across his jowls. ❝i only hope he does not think that this means he means anything to me.❞ cruel words; words that sounded more like his father than him; the apple, it seemed, did not fall far from the tree. ❝i will love my siblings because they are half of you — if siblings come of it — but he is just another pack mate to me.❞ spoke the haughty princeling; a mirror to wintersbane the older he grew.
black, leathery nostrils flare like an angered bull; despite that the rational and maturing part of his brain sees the good in that decision. the childish, selfish part of his brain sees only the possibilities that eira might not become his step-father and it is not something he wants ( though, truly, it is not his choice ). he could not speak for his siblings, but he'd done fine without any sort of father figure in his life and the instinct to reject any possibility of it happening is strong. ❝a stranger would've been better.❞ if only because of the things asriel struggles with internally: there was no connection. a one night stand.
salmon tongue drawling across his jowls. ❝i only hope he does not think that this means he means anything to me.❞ cruel words; words that sounded more like his father than him; the apple, it seemed, did not fall far from the tree. ❝i will love my siblings because they are half of you — if siblings come of it — but he is just another pack mate to me.❞ spoke the haughty princeling; a mirror to wintersbane the older he grew.
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fjordic · common
— ❝the thing about gods is they're eternal❞
the only true mistake is the one from which nothing is learned.
Species: Arctic Wolf
Sex & Gender: Female
Age: 5 years
Fur Color: White
Eye Color: Silver
Height: Short
Weight: Light
Build: Lean
02-28-2022, 10:35 AM
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❝ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴍ ᴏ ɴ · ᴠ ᴀ ʟ ᴇ ʀ ɪ ᴀ ɴ · ᴛ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ ʀ ɪ ᴀ ɴ ❞
( riannon speaks common with a thick romanian accent )
( riannon speaks common with a thick romanian accent )
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