Answer:
I move without wings between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind
I am an insect and the first part of my name is the name of another insect. What am I?
you can throw me away but I will always be coming back
Tear one off and scratch my head what was red is black instead. What is it?
Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden than is seen. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.