The soft hum of the Kettenkrad's engine filled the chilly air of the snow-covered environment as a girl sat atop the machine, a rifle rested across her lap as she hummed softly. A hand came up to adjust her helmet a little, Yuuri's eyes blinking as she looked around, making sure to keep watch.

At the soft sound of snow crunching beneath boots, she turned her head towards the noise, blinking a bit when she saw you. "Huh-?"