Swiftcurrent Creek hidden in the footnotes

"Good riddance," the elder wolf echoed, watching Bones paddle in circles before returning to the bank to groom her freshly washed fur. Bazi dunked her face into the water a few more times, and exited the creek to do the same. The fur around her knees was still grimy from a recent meal - it had become habit to use either side as a napkin, and it left a most unsightly stain each time. "Why did you come here?" she asked absently, gnawing at the stubborn stains until her skin felt raw. "Why did you leave Tortuga, and all the other Davy Jones wolves?"