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I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?
I am a protector. I sit on a bridge. One person can see right through me, while others wonder what I hide. What am I?
I need to be taken from you before you can have me.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
The more it dries the wetter it gets. What is it?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.