Oh, it gets her attention, alright, in a big way. The two little ones squall and drop, but the mother bear turns, roaring pain and defiance, and meets Korrin's stonefist directly in the teeth. The attack stops the bear cold, and she stands shaking her head, stunned, unable to react.

Krem lets Korrin have a low, impressed whistle. Nice. Writing's on the wall, now: he starts his awkward descent.