Answer:
I have five letters and people eat me. When you remove my first letter I become a crime. Remove my first two letters and I am an animal. If you remove my first and last letters I'm a form of music
Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks.
The eight of us move forth and back. To protect our king from the foes attack.
Plant whose name sounds like a dish full of dairy spread.
What asks but never answers?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?