Rooster/Leo and Monkey/Pisces meet at 66-71%, a cross pairing of a manic-depressive cannonball and a gifted teller of beautiful lies. It is theatrical, tender in flashes, and never once boring, which is both the draw and the warning label.
Rooster/Leo's moody misbehavior is, paradoxically, exactly what renders it irresistible, and sensitive Monkey/Pisces reads those storms better than anyone, then embroiders them into romance. Rooster/Leo gets an audience that truly feels; Monkey/Pisces gets drama worth narrating. Hugs of the non-sexual, instant-cheer variety work wonders here, and the Monkey supplies them.
Monkey/Pisces spins lovely stories and sits on fences past the point of comfort; Rooster/Leo crows its greatness and swings from peak to trough mid-conversation. The talk is vivid but slippery: one embellishes the truth, the other announces it at full volume.
Friction lives in reliability. Rooster/Leo's darker days demand a steadiness that indecisive Monkey/Pisces struggles to supply, and the Monkey's fabrications, however beautiful, corrode the trust a moody heart needs most. Small lies become large weather systems.
Monkey/Pisces learns that truth plainly told holds a partner better than fiction ever will, and Rooster/Leo learns that achieving great things beats crowing about them. Each can steady the other's wobble if both admit to having one.
At 66-71%, Rooster/Leo and Monkey/Pisces are workable with effort. Vivid, dramatic, fragile at the trust line; honesty and a daily hug carry it further than talent.