Answer:
I am a type of animal that hang out in the mist
By myself, I'm practically nothing. Worthless as a leader, but when I follow a group, their strength increases tenfold. What am I?
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
I am the thing that is used to make your weight. What am I?
What gets wetter as it dries?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.