Answer:
I travel in a gaggle.
There's not a kingdom on the earth I haven't traveled over and over and though I know not whence my birth yet when I come you know my roar. I through the town do take my flight and through the fields and meadows green and whether it be day or night I neither am nor can be seen.
I'm a god a planet and a measurer of heat. Who am I?
When I am caught, I am thrown away. When I escape, you itch all day. What am I?
What is brown and sticky?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.