"Roselily, did you happen to see Olivepaw?" Bitterpaw asked, padding up to her and Birdeye.
"No, I haven't," Roselily replied. "Go ask Littlefoot. He was guarding the camp all night, he would've seen him if he's not in the apprentice's den." Bitterpaw nodded nervously, and hurried towards the entrance, hoping Littlefoot would know where Olivepaw was.
"Hi, Bitterpaw. Where are you going?" Littlefoot asked him.
"Nowhere. I wanted to know if you've seen Olivepaw at all this morning," Bitterpaw replied. Littlefoot looked at the ground and shuffled his paws.
"Maybe," He muttered.
"What do you mean, 'maybe'?" Bitterpaw asked. Littlefoot looked guiltily at the apprentice.
"Well, I might have dozed off for a bit last night…." He admitted. Bitterpaw blinked. "Sorry," Littlefoot mumbled.
"Oh, well, okay then, thanks," Bitterpaw meowed, trying not to sound too disappointed. Littlefoot turned away from him, whiskers twitching with shame. Bitterpaw turned and padded back into ThunderClan camp, and came bounding up to Badgerpaw, who was picking a squirrel from the fresh kill pile.
"You never brought me breakfast!" He mewed. Bitterpaw ignored him.
"I asked Roselily if she knew where he was, and she said no. So I asked Littlefoot if he knew where he was, because he was guarding camp last night, but he said no, he might have dozed off!" Bitterpaw meowed. Badgerpaw looked confused.
"He?" He meowed.
"Olivepaw," Bitterpaw explained, exasperated. Badgerpaw nodded.
"Well, he'll come back eventually. He can't stay away from his nest for too long. He has an obsession with sleeping," He mewed, grabbing his squirrel and trotting to the apprentice's den to eat it. Bitterpaw's paws tingled with frustration. His brother didn't care at all about Olivepaw!