His mother worked their modest field of various crops. She understood fertility, the nurturing of life, and had taught him as well. She taught him everything she knew, which was much. He was the only person he could speak with; they were the inheritants of this beautiful country. Mother said that is was once cloudy all day for years, and Gabriel could remember being very young, and not being able to see the sun. But the clouds of dust and poison had settled and blown away, leaving a ripe bounty for Eve and her son.<br/><br/>While wheat was useful for making bread, and mother also picked fresh fruit and vegetables for them, those were not enough to fill their table (which mother had made for them, as well). Gabriel stalked the woods, mud smeared all over his naked flesh. When he began hunting, learning the art that his mother taught him, she had also taught him how to hide his flesh from those wild animals he preyed upon. When she had rubbed wet mud all over his body, it was... Not unpleasant, and there was something left unspoken between them as he repeated the process for her.<br/><br/>Something caught his attention, bustling around in the foliage to his left. Rabbits were his guess, and he slowly stalked closer to that spot. Sure enough, a pair of hares burst from under the greenery and fled. Only one of them escaped, though, the other pinned to the ground by the spear that had split it's spine. Gabriel, still young and adventurous, howled his victory as he retrieved both rabbit and spear, and set off to return to his mother's side.<br/><br/>A half hour passed before he entered the clearing his mother had chosen for them. She was outside now, grinding wheat into flour. Her breasts shook with each exertion, arousing some instinct that he knew nothing of. Even his mother couldn't teach him how to be a man. Either the youth didn't notice or was unashamed as he approached her, his penis halfway erect. She was darkhaired, but he had soft, blonde hair, only darkened by the mud he had rubbed into his skin. Eve could not explain why they had their subtle differences, but neither of them questioned it. "Look!" He said, smiling as he held the coney by the scruff of it's fur.