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Despite looking younger than he is, the always excitable Dylan tends to automatically nominate himself as the leader of any pack in which he finds himself, whether it be a group project at school or just a small gathering of friends. Thanks to his natural charm, enthusiasm for well, everything, and just plain being adorable, very few people actually argue the point with him, although those that do challenge his leadership usually find that the little dire wolf is more than happy to prove he is a born alpha, just like his older and much larger, brother.
The counterpoint to this is that Dylan has found that having his natural authority usurped can, in certain, rare situations, be kind of exciting. Like the boner causing kind of exciting.
Pictured: The overly well-endowed little dire dork finding out that, with the correct amount of nipple tweaking and under the tail touches beforehand, a sufficiently dominant boy can actually talk him into blowing a hands-free, if kind of watery load all over himself.