The tiny pink nose wiggled and the pink eyes regarded Destiny suspiciously.
He wiggled his eyebrows and grinned.
Betty had murmured something about jogging, kissed him on the nose, wiggled on her meager duds and left the tent, with the flap open just enough to admit the predawn chill and a red glow that would soon be sunrise.
Carmen wiggled out of her coat and hung it on the rack.
