Stories of the homeworld. The theft of fire
One chilly morning as Mho was sunning himself, the maker god Bob walked by.
“Look at that guy.” Mho said to himself. “Already warm enough to walk around. If I had fire, I'd be moving in the morning. I could see in the dark. I would be so respected that no one would ever steal from me.”
And with that thought in mind, Mho set off to steal fire from Bob.