A black tom padded to the center of StarClan's hunting grounds. He was a bit confused to why he was called up there. However, he gazed at all of the land and hills in front of him. It was breath taking. I've never been on this side of StarClan before… He thought. The tom then gazed down at his single white paw. He kept forgetting the starry glow it had for some reason.

The tom then pricked his ears up when he saw two cats walking up to him. One was a pretty she-cat with black spots, and another was a light brown tabby tom with a crooked jaw.

The black tom then purred. "Brambleberry…Crookedstar…" he mewed happily. "I haven't seen you two since I died, where have you been? And why have you called me here?" he asked.

Crookedstar then sat down beside the black tom and Brambleberry sat on the other side of him. "We've been…busy," she mewed a bit uncomfortably.

The tom then cocked his head to the side. "What do you mean by 'busy'?" he asked.

Crookedstar then spoke. "Tinyclaw, your kits are in grave danger."

Tinyclaw then tensed up. "What do you mean?!" he asked, a bit scared. "I've been watching them, and haven't seen any danger!"

Brambleberry then put her tail on his back. "Calm down," she ordered in a low voice. "I don't want a cat to overhear us," she mewed.

Tinyclaw growled. "Then why would you bring us to an open spot?" he asked.

"I felt like this would be a great spot to meet at, plus you had no right to-" Crookedstar then stood in between them.

"This is no time to be arguing," he growled. He then sat back down in his spot.

Tinyclaw then snorted. "Well, anyway, can someone please tell me why my kits are in danger?" he asked again.

Brambleberry sighed. "Mosspelt isn't completely gone, Tinyclaw," she mewed.

The black tom looked at her confused. "I know, her soul resides in the Dark Forest," he mewed.

"But your kits are in trouble from her still," Brambleberry continued. "Tinyclaw, Crookedstar and I have seen something so horrible and bloody, it's just…scary," she mewed, shuddering a little.

Tinyclaw then stomped his white paw down and growled. "And would some please tell me how this would affect my kits?" he asked once more.

Crookedstar just shrugged. "That's the point, we have no idea. All we know is that it's triggered with your kits and Mosspelt somehow," he mewed.

Tinyclaw then sat there for a moment and said nothing. "It makes no sense, why would you both get a warning without any actual meaning to it?" he asked.

"Well…we were thinking that maybe…this prophecy was for you and for your kits to solve," Brambleberry mewed.

"Wait, so it's a prophecy?!" Tinyclaw exclaimed. "I would've liked to of known that before," he snorted.

Brambleberry let out a small growl. "Well sorry for giving out the warning about you kits first, I thought you would like to hear what's really been going on with your kits but no," she silently hissed.

Tinyclaw unsheathed his claws and hissed at her.

Crookedstar sighed and rolled his eyes. "When will the two of you realize this is serious business?" he asked.

Tinyclaw then sheathed his claws and looked at Crookedstar; his coat was fluffed out in embarrassment. "Sorry…" he mewed.

Brambleberry looked at him too. "I'm sorry as well…"

Crookedstar then sighed again. "It's fine, but I want Tinyclaw to be focused when I tell him the prophecy," he mewed.

Brambleberry just nodded.

Crookedstar then walked in front of Tinyclaw and cleared his throat. "The rose thorn may have helped the tiniest claw before, but now a greater threat will rise, however this time the three tiniest thorns will save us all…"

Tinyclaw stood there, confused. "So I guess the 'three tiniest thorns' are my kits?" he asked.

Brambleberry nodded. "That's what we're thinking…"

Tinyclaw then thought for a moment. I know I've been in StarClan for a while, but how do these two think I can do this? I barely even know how to talk to me kits in their dreams! He then started to panic.

Brambleberry then rested her tail on his shoulders. "It'll be fine," she soothed. "We believe you can do this," she continued.

"And," Crookedstar started, "if we have anything else new about this, we'll let you know," he mewed.

Tinyclaw nodded and dipped his head to them. "Thank you," he mewed. He then looked down back to StarClan's green lush land. "I believe my kits will defeat Mosspelt again…" Tinyclaw then looked back at Brambleberry and Crookedstar.

"I know they can…"

A/N
Wow, it's been a while, hasn't it…haha…
Sorry for the long hiatus! I haven't been in the mood to write…
But now I'm motivated again, and should be able to update weekly :D

I'm also taking a break from some other websites (like deviantART and maybe tumblr…) So I'll probably be active here again!

Thank you all for the support on Tinyclaw, and I hope you'll like Three Tiniest Thorns!

May the powerful connection light your way…

P.S. Has it been snowing there? We got 9 inches here, and it's still snowing o-o…

Also, excuse my crappy grammar XP