You were a little trouble maker since you were born, stealing your mothers things, up to stealing others peoples things. Anything you could get your hands on, jewelry, food, clothes, coins, animals, anything.

Today, Your brother Apollo had taken you to see his sacred cattle. As soon as you saw them, you knew you had to have them. “Hermes, these are my cattle. They are immortal, my friends. Maybe someday they could be your friends too.” Apollo said, lifting you up so you could see them all. Once he put you back down, he brought you back to Olympus.

Later in the evening, you were still thinking about taking that cattle. So you snuck from Olympus to Apollo’s island where he kept his cattle, no one was around so you started to lead a few away

You were walking backwards, trying to make sure the few cattle were following you. When suddenly you bumped into something, turning your head. You saw Apollo standing there, an unamused look on his face. His arms crossed.

“Hermes, my dear brother. What are you doing?”