The Mwezi'johari lands were quite different than what he was use to. First off, the Iknimaya was like a giant jungle. There were trees here, just none as grand in scale compared to Home Tree. Never having set outside the pride prior to the storm that tore him from it, Tsyalu was rather...lost. And he looked it. The initiation process into the lands was strange to him as well. A long sleep, and when you awoke would be what class you'd be in. The Na'vi had nothing along those lines.
He was lucky though? At least, it was one of the fleeting words he had heard someone mentioned. He had awoke into high class. He did not know what that meant, but learned briefly of the ranks he could choose. Being a rather tall and lanky (the normal appearance of a Na'vi lion) he opted for the guard position. Iknimaya had warriors, it was like the same thing, wasn't it?
He just needed to know what the job entailed other than 'guarding'. He was sent off, with the direction from former guard Kgwedi, to where those of the rank would normally congregate. Maybe he could get a little bit more information from them here?