From ash I return Flames are my down In the wild you may see me in the sky But I can be comfortable at a desk as well

Part of the year you will find me in death, while other parts I will be lively. I am known for how I ate some seeds.

In a cave is where my home is most known In myth blood is what I am known to seek When combined with man my nemesis likes to be a synonym for a comedian Some sports use my homonym as a tool to play

When put in front of a hanger I leave readers wanting more When I am sheer the mountain goats still climb me, but you probably shouldn’t try If you reverse the end of an orb and add it to me you will get a big red dog

Where buildings are without living people Where plants have taken control Where the silence can be disturbing, yet the voice of a stranger is even scarier