The machine was ready for action,  her rage was just about bubbling over now.  She despised being shunned this way,  particularly in places where people were supposed to be kind and forgiving.  It almost made her want to scream at the top of her lungs.  If whomever was in that van was looking for trouble,  they'd have to deal with the machine as her wrath was building.<br/><br/>She knew not what to do,  the hunt was hard during the day...  so,  she merely wandered.