He does have a rider though, if one counts the ferret. With a soft nicker, Tadhg steps into the firelight, blinking large, liquid brown eyes. The impulse to once more tease and trick a human who thinks him to be an ordinary horse rises, but he restrains himself. That's no way to treat a man he's coming to think of as a friend.

But before he can answer Faramir properly, he needs to return to man-form, and before he can do that, he needs to give Dána somewhere else to perch. He steps to the side and lowers his nose to a low, flat boulder. Obeying his silent command, the ferret skitters down his nose and onto the rock. Obeying his own curiosity, Dána slides off the rock and bustles toward Faramir, chittering a greeting and licking his lips at the smell of roast rabbit.