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From that which comes within itself, It builds its table on my shelf.
Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
I can change color to match my surroundings and I can move my eyes in different directions at the same time. What am I?
I am the only animal to have the same Latin and common name.
He calls in the morning, the day to renew, if his owner gets hungry, he'll be turned to stew. What is he?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?