Answer:
Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.
I look at you you look at me I raise my right you raise your left.
I hatch without food
I am not alive but I can die. What am I?
If you're looking for something sweet I know what to do. But if you don't like heat I'm not for you.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk