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The 8 of us go forth and not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What am I?
Tear one off and scratch my head what was red is black instead. What is it?
I had a bright start but I couldn't take the pressure. I consume everything yet I don't eat anything.
In my yard there's a bed with no pillows a trunk with no clothes a branch with no leaves. What am I looking at?
Soft and cuddly I'll pull on your heart. But take my last name and I'll tear you apart.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?