Randolph and introducitons

Randolph a short distance away from the entrance, he meandered in his impatience, looked over at the resolved conflict. “Now what?” he thought to himself. He was so preoccupied with catching the little rascal that the actual thought what he was going to do never passed his mind. “Master Moomow, would be so mad at the lack of my foresight.”
Leaning on the two preferred weapons of will and himself also juggling a torch in his left hand, R. broke the silence. “What do you have to say for yourself?”