They would need the food around though with the new mouths that would soon be arriving. He wasn't sure when they would come though, but then he doubted anyone did. Letting his nose help him find one of the caches that were spotted through the territory help him he found himself fruitlessly searching. It seemed whoever was doing it was doing it consistently. His lips curled up in a snarl as he whirled stalking back and forth before finally moving so that he was heading toward the lake. The snow that was falling wasn't going to help him at all with what he was planning to do and he wasn't going to enjoy it one bit.
Reaching his goal Anthem stared across the glass like surface of the lake. Snow was softly falling around him. Sighing he began to wade into the liquid until he was belly deep, wincing slightly at the cooled temperature. Then he let himself fall still. His gaze was fastened to the surface water beneath him. Having placed himself in a spot he had noticed more fish on other occasions he waited. Soon he hoped one would come near him and into his waiting jaws. That is if he was lucky.