Y'tug

Y'tug ('yu-toog') are a sort of predatory furry reptile race that crawl around on all fours most of the time, but can rise up and use their front limbs as hands when needed.
Y'tug are all born with 3-5 eggs lodged in their intestines, feeding off the parent like parasites. When the parent dies, the eggs will stop receiving food, hatch inside the remains of their parents, and eat their way out. No sex involved. No real family structure.
As a result, their whole priority system as a race doesn't really mesh with ours. How you die is very, very important to them. Something that destroys the body is the worst thing, because it means you have no children. All of your plans have to be long term, because the only help you can ever give to your offspring has to be posthumously. The right death, at the right time, is something to be sought after and celebrated, not feared. Only a wasteful death, or an ill timed death, is to be avoided.
Their societal structure built up as a sort of debt culture. Favors are incredibly important, because any help you want to give your kids has to be paid well in advance. This, in turn, tends to result in children being born in debt to their benefactors (who are not related to them) until such a time that they can pay off that debt and become free Y'tug. Over time, this turned into a sort of clan-like structure, where your children end up the property of a group rather than an individual.
Y'tug are terrified of space, and only the bravest or most indebted travel it. For this reason they make heavy use of couriers to transport things for them, and Y'tug ships are considered some of the safest forms of travel due to the neurotic level of redundancy, safety features, and armor. Ytug fight like monsters in person, but like cowards in space. Dangerous cowards.