Answer:
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
I always follow my brother but you cannot see me, only him. You cannot hear him but you can hear me. What are we?
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
What can be forever wound up but never annoyed?
Often cooked as fillet, this meat comes from an animal that swims underwater.