This was enough. If more came, then the job would be quicker. Njal wasn't sure if he wanted the hunt to be over too quickly now that he saw the eager energy within the others. With a grunt to draw attention, he motioned with his head for Fox and the new arrival - Clarice, although he wasn't aware of the name - to leave Jinx and himself behind. They could be quick and flank the target, they could drive it back towards the two of them. Njal glanced at Jinx and moved toward her, with her, as they wordlessly assembled.
For clarity, he voiced his plans. "Fox is quick. She will take you," a motion towards Clarice with a subtle flick of his ears as an apology for not knowing her name, "And you will chase. Given the chance, try to herd the creature towards us." A glance to Jinx, a glance away, and Njal picked up speed to follow after the target. If this plan did not work out then he would eagerly give another wolf a chance - his quarry was usually aquatic after all. The last time the man had hunt on land like this, was back on his beloved peak.