"Not at all. Then we plot."

"Mwahaha. Good thing I have lots of wood... And that concrete mix. And even drywall, it was a hardware store."

They get to work.

"Should I tell Mum about this?"

"Yes. She's got to ban them from the area, since they're doing all sorts of breaking around here."

"Wonder if she'll make the traitors go with them."

Shrug. "I get the feeling the traitors will come to regret their decision and try to find a place to fit in around here again."

"I bet they're not particularly happy in whatever den Angie's got them in."

The punkers are having a grand time in an abandoned supermarket! They had fun chasing out half a dozen kids camped out in the camping supplies section, and a big portion of the food is gone and most of the rest is rotting and smelly, but now they're having a grand old time playing with sports equipment, smashing the display furniture and shelves, having stocking-cart races, and so on. One of her punker converts even figured out how to get the store's PA system to play rock music... Why this place has electricity is a bit strange, admittedly.

Angie is a somewhat more down to Earth post apocalyptic feral child monarch than Tabby. A little less eager to remind her followers of her status and and species, although anyone that tries to question her authority when she chooses to exercise it gets a thumping.

These punkers are used to being able to push back against Tabby, at least a little, at least for actually good ideas...

Oh, she's open to good ideas. They just have to be really sure they're good. 

She decides to consult the canniest double-punker. "Who's the wimpiest vamp?"

"Hm... That's hard to tell. Nick the shop-guy is kind of greedy, and he's new at this, so he might be bad at fighting. But there's this one called Danny who's really skittish sometimes."

"And does he have any humans he really likes?"

They don't really know, they don't get to see the Leech Shelter much and Tabby only gossips so much. There's a band boy and a girl farmer.

She'll think about that later. In the meantime, anyone want to see werewolf tricks?

That sounds like great fun!

Someone bring her the hardest something they can.

This sets off a search. Candidates are stacks of lumber, cinder blocks, metal trolleys, and a sheet of marble countertop from the hardware section.

She proceeds to headbutt the cinder blocks and marble to death!

Whooo! Impressive. Do this thing next, and this one, and this one...

Some punkers, unwisely, attempt to imitate her.

She giggles. "Try again once you're vampires."

They will! After they find some aspirin and - gasp! - band-aids.

"Do any of you know anyone in the shelter who'll still talk to you?"

One of the punker traitors has... A contact.

He plays up the secrecy bit but it sounds like he and this other kid just really like playing spy. Codenames and so on.