Eastern Woodlands:
"How odd!" The Ferream observed after the wolf drew the helmet.
"Perhaps, it is curious of the Illis?" The philosopher spoke in response.
"Let us teach them than!" Marsh boomed impatiently.
He than grabbed a stick and drew a picture of a rock being hollowed out by a sharper stone and being placed on an Illis's head.
Technological advancement.
Rock shaping: 1/2 (Brought forward by Society teachings)
Basic armor: 0/2 (Idea given by Society teachings)
Leif drew a ring around the hollowing out of the rock in an attempt to show what he wanted, watching their leader with a tilted head.
The corpse of the Illis were distributed fairly, leaving one completely intact after the first bite of testing. One of the hounds dragged it over into the dens where the young were allowed to feast, while the other had been picked clean down to the bone by the adults.
Borje looked at the drawings, then at the hollowed out rock that they now knew it was and inspected it closely, sticking his head inside of it and shaking his head around lightly. It did not seem to fit on a hound. He pulled his head out and barked.
"We would have to shape it differently to fit us. This rock is of no use for us."
Leif kept his gaze focused on the creature's leader but responded still. "Keep it if they allow us. It might be useful somehow. Do not throw away what we may find use for later."
Borje gave up a low grunt and sat down next to the hollowed out rock.