Swiftcurrent Creek hidden in the footnotes

Edit: I forgot to acknowledge the pirate-ism!

After days of surly, serious meetings and high-pressure questioning, Bones was a delight. The pup's quirky demeanour had an instantly positive effect on Bazi's mood, and soon the yearling's cotton-candy tail buzzed over the dry grass like a highly ineffectual trimmer. "Very new - from the north," she replied smilingly, deciding not to reveal exactly how far north or why she was now so far out of her natural habitat. Judging by the colourful pastiche of origins, genders and beliefs she had seen so far, "where are you from" would take up 98% of social interaction if it wasn't occasionally ignored.

Bazi threw a glance in the direction of the stench, wrinkling her nose. Bones was awfully young to be dragged into battle with a wild cat that size. "I did wonder about the cougar.. seems like a stupid, or.. risky battle to get dragged into," she corrected, snatching the less diplomatic word back with a vague grimace. "Did it attack someone? I've only ever seen them intimidated away by force of numbers, never killed. I went for a look, and there's fur caught in its claws; I recognized the alpha and that sour white female.. was anyone hurt? What are their names, exactly?" Bazi had arrived dazed and confused in the dead of night, and the fear that she might carry disease distracted Jinx and Fox both from formal introductions. A thousand additional questions queued up on her tongue, waiting for their chance to dive. Day-vee Jones? Bazi flashed the youth a blank look, which she gallantly pre-empted. "And what's a Day-vee Jones lockin?"