"Ah well, a lot of parents have little surprises." She looked back at Dave, crouching to correct the way he was holding the spade, "There, that'll be more comfortable in your hand if you do it this way." Uaanta noted, "Go on, give it a try."
"He seems like a good boy, but you're going to have to take care of his biting issue before he gets too much older and his teeth get sharper, these are only baby teeth. It looks like a lot in his little head, but you've seen how much Remthalas has."
She patted Dave's head, "What you're gong to want to do is a gentle--must stress that, gentle- flick, tap, or nudge to the nose, or some other way, if you know one, to break his concentration so his jaws loosen and you can get out of his mouth. He's not being hurt, or punished, just surprised or distracted. Then, immediately, when you get free, pat him or praise him for letting go. Believe it or not, had to deal with somethin similar from a younger kid who was raised in the forest. Brought out a lot sooner than I was. She was a pretty bitey kid, too. So what we're doing is creatin' a good association with being gentle. He's going to be stronger than other children, so learning control and when to use his strength is key."
She sighed slightly at that, "After all, if you're a little kid who can't control your strength, one mishap can leave you feeling pretty isolated and destroy some trust in yourself." The boy had a lot of potential, but he wasn't human, and she wasn't an expert in his species. "If you come across some situations Remthalas doesn't have answers to, you might have to get creative in finding resources. Garden variety sea elves are a start, but people with experience raising dragons can help, too. That young hero from the other continent might know a thing or two. Got a feisty little one, after all."
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