Duskfire Glacier Ain't nothin but a goodbye town

Danica still couldn't fathom why Bazi was singing such a different tune now from a few months ago. Her muscles tensed when Bazi raised her voice even further, but she wasn't about to believe this was about her. A part of her thought perhaps she knew why she was pushing so hard, and she rebelled against it. "Don't think for an instant I am going to go back there just so you can make yourself and everyone else feel better about what happened. I'm not some charity case or good deed you can use to get rid of your guilt." Sorry might be enough for forgiveness eventually, but at the moment it wasn't enough to make her consider changing her course. She doubted there was anything Bazi could say that would be.

"Just go back. Find your own happiness and let me go after mine. Because I sure as hell am not gonna find it in Swiftcurrent." Bazi had Scimitar, a pack, family and friends who obviously had missed her enough to come after her. Danica, she'd never had that, even here. Duskfire had come close, but with everything that had happened, she still found it lacking. Some soul searching might be a good thing for her now. "Maybe some of us weren't built for packs," she finished, a bit of venom in her tone still.