Answer:
What goes further the slower it goes?
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
What binds two people yet touches only one?
Feed me and I live, give me drink and I die.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?