How did a bird get in the base? wonders the rebel unlucky enough to have pulled door duty tonight. She gives a start at the screech and turns to look at the little brown bird zipping through the hall toward her. Her indecision lasts for only a moment before she reaches to open the door, reasoning that the bird might fly out of it given the opportunity and make itself no longer their problem.

All thought of the bird being a problem vanishes when the sounds of thudding she's been hearing and worrying a bit over for the past few minutes resolve themselves into the sounds of footsteps, accompanied by huffs and growls, and a shaggy brown bulk rounds the corner. Letting out a cry of fear, the rebel instinctively bolts down another branch of the corridor.

It would be difficult for a bear to miss that scream and the sudden movement. Yuri lifts his head and lets out a roar, speeding up and veering after the woman as she runs for the nearest internal door.