You approach a large tree with gnarled limbs reaching every which way. The branches aren't covered with emerald leaves or blooming flowers but with the carcasses of various dead herbivores, bleeding and dangling in the breeze. At the base is a pile of gathered items stacked in their respective groups: rocks, large leaves, tangles of vines, and the like. A small male lion laying near it leers at you, "Take what you need and go."