Selkie scrambled up the steps and summonded Seaweed. The seadragon looked at him with concern. It took a few minutes and lots of convincing to get Seaweed to pull the ship.

"I know not your fault." Douglas said.

A few minutes later Douglas turned greener than before being sea sick again, "I hate being on ships I hate it with a passion."
"How else would you get anywhere?" Skipper asked feeling the ship move.
"On horseback."

"What's a horseback?" Kaladin inquired.

Locke chuckled.

"You travel on a horse on it's back." Douglas explained.

"But what's a horse?"

(Horses on Angel Island? I think not.)

"Stay here." Douglas went to his medical bag and grabbed out an old wooden toy horse, "This was my son's, it is a toy horse."

After studying it for a second, He asked, "Do they mind being ridden?"

"Most don't some do though." Douglas said.

"Interesting..." Kal muttered with a nod.

"Maybe when we get to the mainland you could see one." Douglas offered.
Skipper frowned, "Are you aware it's storming outside?"
Douglas frowned, "You can't let me have any hope can you?"
"You act like you did when he was alive." Skipper said his voice sympethic.

"Ye jis now tell us this?" Locke muttered under his breath. "C'mon, then. Ah'll see wha Ah can do aboot tha winds, if ye like."