a romantic fool, i believe in magic [P]

[Luna16]

Acornfall was restless. It was well before sunhigh, but for the life of him he could not. Sit Still. His legs felt like they had ants crawling all around them whenever he tried to sit patiently in one place, until he rose to his paws and spun in a tight circle. What in the stars?! He tried to groom his fur to see if that would help, but nothing seemed to work. He settled for pacing, ignoring the stars from his clanmates. Nothing to see here, just a brown tabby pacing anxiously by the camp entrance. He was like a cat possessed.

Should he go to see if she was in the warrior's den? But what if she thought that was annoying? Or he missed her? He was about to start banging his head against the ground, he wasn't used to feeling this flustered. Wait...was this flustered? Geez... StarClan help me! She's rubbing off on me! All he could do was wait...wait and continue to pace. Every now and then pausing to check that his fur was properly groomed and in place.

[ @Streamtail - Briarmask]

[Streamtail]

Briarmask

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Briarmask's soft footfalls are barely heard over the gentle murmurs of the wind, but she's positive her heart is making a racket loud enough for all the world to hear. She doesn't quite know why, of course she is a rather jumpy cat, but the source of her nerves quite frankly illudes her. She's early, Acornfall is quite possibly the friendliest cat she knows, and they're going to go on a date. Hmm, a date. It's a nice word, but she's repeated it in her head all night and didn't fall asleep until far into the night, so she's not starting that up again. It's a good thing she didn't have to wake up early to make it to their meet-up, she might be a bit delusional right now if that were the case. But anyway, she just couldn't sit still and the pacing was getting a bit tedious, so she decided to clear her jitters and just get there early. That way she won't be worrying about being late or anything and she can stretch her restless legs while she walks there. Okay, she was starting to feel better, until she comes into view of Acornfall.
Wait... is she late? Panic flashes across her face and she whips her head up to look at the sun, legs spread wide. Oww, that was a mistake. She yelps and her eyes immediately squeeze shut, falling backwards into a tree in her conceived surprise. She lets out a quiet groan as she slowly sits back up, blinking away the blotching in her vision. She grimaces when she stands up, the blood rushing to her head and her legs wobbling a bit, she must've looked absolutely ridiculous- oh gosh. Not again, Acornfall must see her as a complete laughing stalk. She releases a deflated sigh from her lungs, sulky that she's made a fool of herself once again, starting to pad toward her clanmate. Briarmask pouts and her paws drag over the ground, he was definitely early, she was not late. The sun mocks her as it filters pestiferously through the canopy of leaves (which happens to be much thinner than she would prefer) at an attempt to blind her once again- she wouldn't put a third time past it either.
When she reaches Acornfall she rests her head on his chest, making a frustrated little sound. She can't do anything right when she's around him, why in starclan's name is that? Is she just that much of a featherbrain? Maybe so, for example, she certainly would not be touching Acornfall for so long if she was in her right mind. So that proves it, she's gone mad. Sanity? What's that? No, she only knows recklessness and foolery. What a cruel joke her mother's played on her, must she really be so clumsy and awkward?

"Hi..." She mumbles, still pouting as she mentally curses her mother for making her the way she is.


@Luna16