Difficult
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
What am I?
One where none should be, or maybe where two should be, seeking out purity, in the kings trees. What am I?
Animal
If a man would carry my burden he would break his back I am not rich But leave silver in my track
Animal
If this animal is killed off, all of it's species destroyed; it becomes extinct, in a year, the species will be back. What animal is it?
