Elcid moved with purpose as she parted the tall grasses of the savannah. Her steps were careless as she pressed forward through the swaying stalks. She, too, was on the hunt, but not for the same sort of food. She'd heard of an item that fell from great trees in the tall grasses of the savannah. The tree was described as impossibly large and unmistakable as it's grand, thick trunk outshined the brilliance of its thin canopy that tried to stretch far and wide. To Elcid, it just sounded like a really big tree. So, that's what she was looking for, with no real idea of its identity or location.
When she'd inquired about this tree and this item that fell from it, she learned that it was a sweet fruit, large with a hard exterior. She thought that, maybe, it was something that Zane or Dos might like. If she could find a few and bring them back to give out, she'd be happy. Plus, if she gathered a few of them, then that would give her a few husks to work with and attempt to soften and ready for enchanting. It was important to have backups, incase the first attempt failed.
There were hoof beats approaching, drawing Elcid out of her daydream and to the present. Grunting accompanied the hoof beats and Elcid stopped suddenly to crouch down low and wait for the hoof beats to pass. They came dangerously close to her, thundering past as the creature squealed, and then disappeared off into the opposite direction. It had carved a nice path right through the grasses. Elcid peeked around the edge to look and see what might have possibly startled the pig into it's sprint. She saw a predator and froze. It looked young, but so was she. If it was hunting, it might very likely come for her next if it realized that she was there. After all, she totally wasn't obvious at all with half her face peeking through the path that the boar had cut through the savannah.