Duskfire Glacier I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in

Is @Maera around?  If not I'll likely edit this to make it longer and keep it RO :)

Danica had been stuck in limbo for what seemed like weeks now, ghosting about the glacier and searching for any sign of those who once dwelt there.  She'd found traces of a few new unknowns, and a couple who had been there from the start, yet she'd barely met.  Yet the faces she'd been pulled back to were gone, scattered in the winds, and she couldn't help but think it karma a bit.  She'd abandoned them, and now she was getting a return on that decision. 

She wasn't sure what she would have done, had they been here.  Would she have stuck around?  No, she did not think she would have rejoined the Glacier pack.  It was no longer her home.  She wished she could have seen them again, though, had them remain happy and constant.  She was starting to wonder if that was even a possibility, though.  Did anyone ever really achieve true happiness?  It almost seemed a lie parents told to make children strive for higher heights, only to find emptiness when they reached them and no way back down. 

There was little sorrow in the golden female as she thought this, striding along the Glacier's base towards the border of the lands.  It was a simple fact, the way life was, and she had learned to accept that fact.  She'd come to the decision, somewhere in the last few months, that it was impossible to find contentment in herself while trying to meet the expectations of others.  And she had decided that, if she survived the winter, she was going to do as she pleased, the hell to anyone and everyone else.  

Now that the danger had passed, and spring had finally graced the lands, it was finally time to make good on that promise.  Obviously whatever had been here was long gone, and therefore she could put it where she put everything else- behind her.  She hoped wherever they were, that they were well, and that they had found a new start in a place not cursed with the sorrows that this ice held.  It wasn't a likely sentiment, but it was an honest one, and she sent the silent hope out as she gave one last glance to the icy peak behind her.  Then, without another look, she jogged away.