Monica would be wandering around now, looking for a decent place to eat or at least someone to eat, home just sounded like defeat to her. As she was wandering, she saw someone peeking into a tent, stopping and getting a better look, she noticed it was a young boy, curious, but also still very hungry, decided to walk slowly towards the boy, then call out to him to gain his attention* "Hey Kid, what you doing looking in that tent? is it yours?"