Mobius was gathering up some dry branches to make a fire. He was attempting to light up a fire.
"Hay Tommy, come give me a hand here," called Mobius, striking repeatedly on the stones he had.
He kept striking the two hard rocks in his hands together, but his attempts seemed to remain unsuccessful. He called Tommy because Tommy was skillful at making campfires. He soon gave up on his trials and waited for Tommy to come. Tommy reluctantly pulled up himself from the short stone on which he sat, his face suddenly invaded by a day expression. He went to meet Mobius, looking over his shoulder at intervals as he went, maybe to make sure Tobin was still there.
Mobius handed him the two stones, and stood up from the ground, leaving the way for him to light up the fire. Tommy squatted down, and with just a single strike on the stones, a bright spark of flame evolved, setting up the little heap of dry woods ablaze.
