Answer:
I come without being fetched at night, hide away as soon as daylight strikes. Although I may look small, I am much mightier than what you can imagine. What am I?
I am enjoyed with a pot and some pointy sticks.
You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
I always go to bed with my shoes on.
The eight of us go forth not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What are we?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?