[justify]The domestic feline approached the border of the Elite, the looming mansion seeming giant even from the distance that he respectfully waited at. Matthias had never been one to barge in on others' territory, and he certainly wasn't foolish enough to do so when he knew that a bunch of strangers would be there on the other side to collectively stop him. The alternative - patiently waiting - seemed much better, in his opinion. It seemed rude to call out, but Matthias had a difficult time believing that anyone could possibly know he was here unless he made his presence known. That being said, being boisterous was another trait that Matthias did not particularly possess. It wouldn't do him any good to humbly murmur his name, now would it? No.
With a roll of his eyes at his own thoughts, the tom cat simply remained seated at the border, trusting that the light breeze would waft his unfamiliar within the proximity of someone who had the authority to allow him to join the Elite. He had heard many mixed reviews about it, but he was eager to see what it was like for himself. The Elite. Even the name sounded enticing, but the tabby was already expecting everyone to be egomaniacs - with a name like that, how could they not be? Hopefully he'd be pleasantly surprised, but Matthias supposed that he would have to see for himself.