Answer:
One pace to the north. Two paces to the east. Two paces to the south. Two paces to the west. One pace to the north.
I can be winding and I can be straight. I can be smooth and I can be rough. Sometimes both. I start out black but fade to brown. My favorite colors are yellow and white and I love stripes and dashed lines.
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
I have fangs and enjoy piecing holes with a single bite.
To you, rude would I never be, though I flag my tongue for all to see. What am I?
As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.