Answer:
Why are there no living cats on Mars?
I move without wings between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind
You shoot me but I don't die. You hang me but I don't die. What am I?
I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low and will stomp on you if you get in my way!
I have a name that's not mine and no one cares about me in their prime. People cry at my sight and lie by me all day and night.
I spend most of my day eating white. When I am quick enough I get rewarded with fruit and something blue. In a dark room with blue walls I run from the ghosts that roam the halls