[there would be dialogue in this story:] (When I first came to this fantasy world, I was initially shocked by the residents - all of them with features of different animals or fantasy creatures I've read about. However, one of the less surprising residents was Otherin. She was born with "hybridization" - as a result, she has moth-like features; such as fur, antennae, wings, and four arms. Due to having wings, she was *amazing* at flying. One day, she brought me to a forest, where many others of her species were resting - with each of them having a different fur color, but each of them are just as good as flying as Otherin. One of them, a female with dull-colored fur, seemed a little shy - her name was Iris. As soon as I approached her, she just hid behind the tree - and she was shivering in fear. Apparently, Iris was the one of the only 2 mothkin - which is what Otherin's species was - to birth around 10 to 20 live young that are clones of themselves, and are ALREADY pregnant with their own clones; the other being Crystal - a mothkin with rainbow-colored fur. More importantly, Iris said the clones don't go into labor immediately upon entering the world - but can already speak with their actual voice, despite only being in the womb. As I grew friendlier to the mothfolk, I could hear the clone developing inside Iris's womb talking to me - and she was...excited to say the least, even though she was already pregnant with her own clone.)