Answer:
I store fire-breathing animals.
I am a seed with three letters in my name. Take away the last two and I still sound the same. What am I?
In my life I must bare my bloodline I must share.
I may only be given but never bought. Sinners seek me but saints do not. (one word).
I am a lunch money thief
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.