Answer:
The fans of the pied piper's smooth sound who are feared by elephants
I'm a wild cat with spots that can run very fast. What am I?
To you, rude would I never be, Though I flag my tongue for all to see.
Known as a great deceiver, It is evil's incarnation, Once used for veneration, The root of all procreation. All you can do is shiver, When it begins to slither.
I have a long thin beak that I use to suck nectar from flowers and my wings beat very fast. What am I?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?