Alonzostrap 👉👈
Macavity was gone (for now, anyway), but he’d left behind a few momentos--Munkustrap couldn’t roll over onto his back without straining the still-bleeding scars there, and Alonzo couldn’t stretch out his legs without the torn muscles violently protesting. As the two lay in Jeny’s den, it was hard to focus on anything else.
But at some point, Alonzo could feel Munk drape himself gently across his back, pressing the warm weight of his body against his fur and purring quietly in his ear... and he finally felt his eyes close and his pained thoughts trail blissfully off into silence.













