"True warriors do not follow paths, they make them. It is not just their desire, it is their nature." -Nicholas Kerensky

In the year 3057, Cadet Flynn expected himself to become a great MechWarrior in the Wolf Touman someday. One that's life would be retold through the Remembrance, one that would put the Jade Falcons in their place, one that would stand upon Terra when the Clans stopped biding the time Comstar had forced them to endure five years prior.

However, when his aspirations are decisively ended, he soon learns that when one opportunity for honor and glory closes, a new one opens. Now Flynn must forge his own path with nothing but his skills, his will, and his Firemoth in his quest to find the people most important to him.

*BattleTech crossover partially inspired by The Thessalonica Legacy by Dashukta, Mechwarrior: Equestria by faktopus, and a training mission in MechWarrior 2*

*Originally titled "My Little Dasher" as what was intended to be a harmless reference to to ROBCakeran53's epic, My Little Dashie. This fic is otherwise unrelated to that story*