Swiftcurrent Creek hidden in the footnotes

They met in the middle, each looking at the other with bright-eyed curiosity. "Good to meet you!" Bones said enthusiastically, then shook her head. "Nope! I'm from Tortuga originally. It's just down the coast," she explained. She considered bouncing the question back to Bazi, yet the answer was pretty obvious, so she asked, "Are you new? Where'd you come from?" instead.

Even as the words left her lips, a bracing breeze rustled the budding trees overhead and the greening grass underfoot. Bones tipped her hoary muzzle into it, enjoying the refreshment, only to pull a face when the scent of rot washed over her. Her spring green eyes had closed partially but they flew wide open again as she turned in the direction of the odor, finally spotting the cougar's remains lying a dozen yards away.

"Augh!" was her only comment before her long face snapped back in Bazi's direction. "We killed that slovenly rapscallion a few weeks back. It was quite a fight!" Bones's tail twitched, then her face fell a little when she recollected Jinx's spontaneous miscarriage in the midst of battle. The fight had certainly come at a high cost. "We should send him down to Davy Jones's locker," she observed, eyeballing the repugnant remains and the nearby creek before glancing at Bazi's face and adding in an explanatory tone, "We should feed him to the fishes."