> As far as he was concerned, a self-respecting pirate shouldn’t wish to make acquaintance with stone, unless it was sparkling, colorful and fitted into a pocket. <

My favorite sentence in this chapter, and that's not for lack of competition.

However he may think he feels about them, Jack and a horse seems like an apt alliance to me... perhaps because they share a wild spirit, and sport similar manes. Here's hoping the grass-eater stays around for a while. :)