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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Paladin
Greenwood
09-15-2022, 01:42 PM (This post was last modified: 09-16-2022, 02:25 PM by Godbrand.)
He was making his usual rounds.

Rising with the sun, he went to check on the pack's cache before walking away. The food was still good, but he'd go out later to hunt anyway. Until that time, he'd check how his pack mates were doing and focus on patrolling a bit. Greenwood was safe and content - for now. He could not shake the idea that something would come to their door.

Eventually.

Bran angled his body to the border, walking along it. Adding his scent where needed. He sniffed locations that seemed a bit faint with Greenwood's scent before brushing against them. There. He happened to glance up, seeing a woman standing nearby. She had a brightly colored coat. It reminded him of the sun. He blinked slowly before returning to his task.

She didn't seem to notice him. Not right away.

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Hunter
09-21-2022, 01:12 PM
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09-21-2022, 03:04 PM
"I did not wish to disturb you, madam. My apologies." He lightly frowned but resisted saying more. Right away, anyway. Bran could tell she was insulted, even if that had not been his intention. She had looked at peace and he did not want to force his company upon her. An ear flicked backward, recalling she had been eating fruit. Berries. He half expected her to keel over, choking or gagging.

He placed the image from his mind. Not like he could do anything for her if they were toxic. "How do you know which ones are not poisonous?" He was curious about that. Was she some sort of healer? Only a select few in his mother's culture knew about herbs and berries and other vegetation. They either used them to divine or peddled them as a trade. But what Bran really wanted to know - and kept to himself - was are they good? Like, taste.

He imagined berries to be... full of water. A strong taste too, if his nose didn't betray what he could guess. Sometimes, they smelled rather sour. He didn't like sour things. They made him cringe. He angled his body back to her if she really wanted to chat - or was just making a passing comment. The question stood.

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