The tribes have wilted. The last of the menfolk have grown old. The human race has been dying since the red comet first soared through the skies above. My name is Issa, and as the youngest huntress and the only one left within childbearing age, I’m doomed to be the last matriarch of my people. Which would be a great honor, if there were a male to be mine from another tribe. But none have been born, none but my younger brother. It’s been my life duty to protect him.