Agent Tavi and the Assassin of Canary

by thewriter133

First published

The day was crisp and chill five friends sat on a picnic blanket. The clouds were white and fluffy. The five friends were doing their best to celebrate a birthday. Among these five friends was a killer. But which one was it. Was it the studious purple mare with purple and pink hair. Was it the white mare with purple hair she certainly wanted it all. Was it the cocky pegasus with rainbow hair she was fast and skilled. Could it be the orange mare with yellow hair. Or could it have been the yellow mare with pastel pink hair, Nah, she’s far too timid. Only one is the killer