Answer:
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?
I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily found; Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
My first is a creature whose breeding is unclear. My second, a price you must pay. My whole can be found in the river of Time and refers to events of today.
I have many feathers to help me fly. I have a body and head, but I'm not alive. It is your strength which determines how far I go. You can hold me in your hand, but I'm never thrown.
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?