"Wind's a little tricky, but tha's probably why Ah prefer it." Locke started, releasing the waves. "Wind doesn't wanna be tamed. It wants ta do as it pleases. So ye need ta... 'persuade' it inta doin' what ye need it to. Even then, it could change on ye in a wink. Keeps ye on it's toes, tha's fer sure." He explained, pulling on the air, causing a sharp gust to ripple over his fur. "As fer thunder... Well, given how sponateous it tends ta be, there's a bit o' luck involved, and a lot o' focus. S'quite drainin' as well."

Selkie nodded listing to what Locke said.

"Lightnin's best used sparingly, specially since lightnin' on a clear day is right terrifyin' ta anyone watchin'." Locke added thoughtfully.

"Right." Selkie spoke.

"Even then, only works on occassion." Locke mummbled. "Yer out o' luck if there ain't ah cloud in sight..."

"Locke you might want to get on the pier." Selkie kept his voice calm and even as a dark shadow swam toward Locke.

Locke frowned. "Somethin' tha matter?"

"On the pier Locke now don't have time to question if I'm wrong about who it is." Selkie spoke.

Locke blinked in confusion, but complied.

A second later the rock Locke had stood on was gone and a red seadragon looked at the pair.
"Hi Seaweed. Locke the tides around this coast aren't quiet normal so it isn't safe to stand in the harbor especially with the sea creatures." Selkie explained.