Swiftcurrent Creek hidden in the footnotes

Bones made no connection between the wolf that had miscarried and the Creek beta, but Bazi's heart would have ached for her all the same. Her face fell visibly at the news. "That's awful..." She joined in the baleful staring, and began considering the logistics of hauling the corpse into the river - its gut was in tatters, and the blackening sludge drying into the ground represented only half of the total volume of viscera. "A fishy feast it is, then! How about we turn it on its back, to keep all the goo in, and grab one hind leg each? They still look tough enough to bite into without a mouthful of rot.."

Bazi bounded over to the corpse, treading carefully now that she knew that cougar stuffing wasn't the only thing on the ground. The animal had fallen on its left side, so she latched on just below the right hock and yanked until its legs splayed in a most undignified way.The rank, gelatinous mess wobbled dangerously in the bowl created by the body cavity. Bazi signalled to Bones with a muffled bark, eyes on the now reachable left left, and waited for the pup to get a good grip. "A'e o 'edy?"