Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red.
What is yellow, looks like the moon and has seeds?
You can hold it without using your hands or arms. What is it?
I am a fire's best friend. When fat, my body fills with wind. When pushed to thin, through my nose I blow. Then you can watch the embers glow.
My first is nothing but a name; my second is more small; my whole is of so little fame it has no name at all.
I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low and will stomp on you if you get in my way!