Sorry for the delay in updating, might be a little slower in updating this for the next few weeks due to exams. Since nothing really happened on Day 5, I'd recommend going back through the older discussions and reading through past info and lists players have made, otherwise the traitors will have the advantage. There is a lot of good investigation in the previous days that could help you narrow the cats down.

If you have been PM'd information I would recommend sharing it, there are still cats who have important info that have not yet posted it in the discussion.

You must exile someone today. If you choose to abstain, a randomly selected cat will die.

NO MORE ACTIVITY CHECK. YOU MUST COMMENT IN THE DISCUSSION CHAIN TO BE COUNTED AS ACTIVE. [Sorry but this is to ensure people aren't just checking and then not discussing]

Flicker crept out of her den, trying not to wake her sleeping tribemates as she stepped out into the darkness, making her way through the camp toward the mountain path as she searched for the cat she wanted to visit.

She eventually reached the woods near the lake, finally catching the scent of a familiar cat, walking through the darkness until she came face to face with terrified eyes.

"Leave me alone!" the survivor wailed, leaping at Flicker with unsheathed claws and attacking the she-cat in frenzied terror, Flicker struggling to move out of the way as they pinned her to the ground. Within seconds, the she-cat was dead, as the survivor fled the forest.

Flicker Of Dying Flame has been killed by the survivor. She was the Seeker.

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Moss was asleep in the crystal cave, her head leaning against the crystal as it had every night, waiting in anticipation to see which StarClan cat would visit her next. Unaware of her surroundings, a group of cats began to form a circle around her.

"This is too easy..." one mumbled, as the other swatted at their ear.

"Quiet... Quickly now. Send her back to her precious warrior ancestors," they growled, green eyes gleaming as another nodded, unsheathing their claws.

"Goodnight, Moss."

With a carefully aimed swipe to the throat, the she-cat was dead before she could even open her eyes.

Moss That Clings To Stone has been killed. She was the Starspeaker.

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"We must exile a cat today!"

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