MAGGOTKIT 
Maggotkit has watched the camp enough to understand that this den is special - only select few enter it, two in particular frequently, often carrying greens in their mouths. The kitten wonders if its food or an offering - hoping for the first, since their stomach feels empty all the time, though imagining its probably the second. Either way, Maggotkit is way too curious not to enter.
It has thought about this for a while, as much as a young kitten like it is able to think things through, and has prepared a bundle of pine needles to bring with itself. They were green when Maggotkit had first gathered them, but now a few have turned brown, like the palest parts of its fur. Standing up on legs too short and uncoordinated, it picks up the needles in its mouth and wobbles quietly towards the medicine cat's den - it does not know it by name, but it will soon learn.
Maggotkit enters the den nestled under a giant tree, the entrance hidden by brambles and vines, but Maggotkit is small and can squeeze through gaps too small for a regular cat to care for. Inside it's dark and damp and the kit doesn't like the sudden change, but its mind is set and it presses on inside. There's only one cat they can see awake, one that they've seen a lot of times enter and leave this den, his back turned towards them. Maggotkit approaches quietly, dropping the bundle of pine needles and tapping the cat with their small paw.
"Ummm..." Maggotkit knows how to speak, but they rarely do, finding no joy in it. Instead they point towards the bundle of greens, hoping it's good enough, and mumble a single word. "Gweens."
OOC: @Magpiepaw