he is OUTRAGED that the pigs are kept in a nice cosy pigpen and not in a grand ornamented stable, AS IS ONLY RIGHT GOOD AND PROPER
He keeps going to stroke his horse’s mane… and oh, right, yeah. Pig.
Poppyseed keeps wondering why the Tall Rider keeps clucking his tongue, what the hell is that all about… and why he always approaches her really slowly just off from one side… I mean, her eyes are forward-facing? She can see him? Also, his helmet with all the fringe-stuff on top looks like it would be interesting to chew
Firefoot is epically jealous.
(”You’re bacon, Pig. Sleep with your eyes open.”)
Eventually though, I feel like Eomer would get right into it. I mean, he’s a fantastic rider, he’s been riding since he was a tot, and THIS ANIMAL IS TRAINED FOR RIDING. Okay, it’s a bit on the snuffly oinky side, but bonus cloven hooves mean more stable grip! So Poppyseed and Eomer begin to really gel and work together, after those initial teething troubles.
Meanwhile, Gimli and Legolas are rolling around in hysterics bc Eomer looks like THIS