[b]The Ukalli Tribe[/b]

It had been a year since "Leader" had traveled across the jungle into the north and yet the odd imagery of that far away land still bothered its mind. The Ukalli, being mute, have yet to develop their language enough for someone to tell a narrative, thanks to that the "Leader"'s experience were only his and he had no means of sharing it. 

That didn't mean it would be idle, it had a dream and that was to unify its tribe like the tribes from the north, so far it had managed to do it pretty well, sadly it noticed their numbers were 40 to 50 able Ukalli at most and those childs didn't look like they would spawn dozens of new adults so soon. 

"Hunt, East, Left (direction), Path" It signaled with its hands, but one of the others there shook its head "Six, Left (action), Morning" Leader was impressed, it was uncommon for their tribesfolk to leave without him, it was good to see they were leaving their comfort zone

On that day it decided to stay in the village taking care of the childs, while inspection a tree hallow where some of them were playing it noticed that a little girl had made an odd structure with vines, interlacing them together to make one square-ish shape instead of making the typical braid shape. It approached with curiosity "Again, Make" It signaled and pointed to the cloth, the girl promptly obeyed, Leader took this second cloth with it as it went to a nearby fruit bush, as it expected, the cloth was good to carry more than they could pick, but it was far too fragile and thick to be useful, the tribe would have to find a better source of fiber.

Technology:
Weaving 1/2
Complex Language 1/5