Crowley watched for a split second, as the drunks began to kick the figure on the ground.  The Ringmaster had been specfic.  If things looked bad, get out.  However, he could not stand by and watch a group of idiots attack an innocent person.<br/><br/>Crowley darted forward and jumped, his form changing in one smooth motion.  He landed on the drunk closest to him and let loose a deafening howl, that would ring clearly back to the caravan.<br/><br/>----------------------------------<br/><br/>Nathan smiled.  "Oh, I am the farthest thing from a /boy/.  However, my name is Nathan, and yes, I am a vampire."