Rescuing kids from parrots gone bad. "Bad, Polly, bad. No cracker for you! Now let their children go."
But I've got to ask: There are Draenei kids. Sure, that's expected. It's their world. (Kind of.) But the human kids? What's up with that? "What are you kids doing here? And stay off my lawn!"
"And so, Miss. There I was. Surrounded by Alliance. To the left of me. To the right of me. The enemy flag beckoning me to capture it. Not a friendly tusk in sight. ... Do you dance?"