Korrin doesn't see it that way, having done her part to fight those rift-addled bears as often as possible. They're a menace and need to be taken down, whatever certain locals might say. Reminded of them, she sighs.

"I don't suppose you could use your Warden influence to tell idiots to stop being idiots? Those bear protesters need to let the Inquisition do its damned job around here, not make things even more difficult. They haven't gotten close enough to me to dump that bear blood and I doubt they will, but I've seen that aftermath too many times already. This nonsense has gone far enough."

If getting them to stop could be done through glares and looming, Korrin would have kept at it. But it's only a temporary solution, and only for her. That's not good enough when it comes to those who don't have the benefit of height and horns to intimidate.