Mhina was a quiet lion who enjoyed peace. He had stayed out of trouble when he was younger, even as his brother got tangled up in a rebellion but it didn't mean he didn't recognize how much had changed just in his short lifetime. Maybe it was guilt over that, though, that led him to take a more active role in more recent events. Active, if you could call it that.
When the moon disappeared, Mhina was among the most disturbed and lost without it. Now it had come back and there was no clear reason why it had gone or why it had come back.. so he did the only thing he could think of and he prayed. He was due to hunt before the end of the night so his options were limited. Instead of his usual spot, he found somewhere quiet with a clear view of the sky. He sat down, raised his head and closed his eyes.
It wasn't a full moon or he would have company but he knew the Great Lion would hear him. If this was all he could do in the High Class, that was fine.
