You’d see a long, narrow space hollowed out of the floor. That’s the fire pit. Maximizes air flow and heat for cooking.
Near that you’ll see my drop spindle and backstrap loom. Gotta have some way to turn all that animal fur into comfy blankets. The other side of the fire will have a pile of brain-tanned hides covered with a spun wool blanket. That’s my bed.
That corner over there is where I carve flint and bone into weapons and ornaments. Don’t want that stuff too close to the real food. The food itself, if there are any leftovers, are put into a hole a little ways deeper into the cave where it’s cool, and covered with a heavy rock so other animals can’t smell it.
Oh, and that’s my dog. He kept sniffing around my rubbish tip and since he scares off the other dogs, wolves, and such, he can stay.