Young wasteland huntress.

This tribe dwells in the outer city, living among collapsed highways and cracked parking structures. They are mostly scavengers, but hunt when the chance comes. An early form of organization is taking root.

In the middle of a ruined, post-apocalyptic city, a young huntress stands still. Her skin is smeared with dirt and camouflage mud, her tangled hair mixed with dreadlocks. She wears handmade clothes. Tribal tattoos mark her arms and face, rough, improvised symbols of survival. Her piercing eyes and serious expression say everything: she's been through a lot, and she’s still standing.