A very vocal and boisterious fellow, there's a natural roughness, sometimes almost hoarse quality to Dmitrov's "voice". Well not terribly tall for a tokota, he's built like a brick sh*thouse, most of him made up of condensed muscle, and will absolutely use his bulk and lowerness to the ground to bowl over others. He's most often trailing after his dam, egging her on, or vice versa, giving coarse, laugh like huffs at her taunts and tricks, as well as ready to back her up if another tokota is riled by her. Because of the dam and son's tendency to rile eachother up, and overall make the resulting "Tricks" worse, the handlers have attempted to keep the pair away from eachother, on opposite sides of the tribe grounds, but this never lasts for too long.