Swiftcurrent Creek hidden in the footnotes

The smell was unbearable. Whatever membrane had been formed over the cougar's decaying liquids by the heat of the sun was ruptured, setting the stench free to rampage. It brought tears to Bazi's eyes, but spurred her on to do the job faster. Whilst Bones pushed, she stepped into the shallows to pull, and soon the bag of goo and bones that had once been a predator was buoyant. Bazi gave it one final nudge, then plunged her face into the cold creek water a few times to clear the cloud of rot that muzzled her. "Well - that was disgusting," she declared, and looked to Bones for further instruction. "Do we say something now, to Davy Jones?"