This ball and chain

Novocaine did not move with the sureness of months prior, his steps uneven, unsteady. Everything felt all at once too close and too far and he could not make it find even ground no matter what he did. He was tired, more so than was usual and his head often hurt if he tried to force the world under control, no doubt Cataleya wasn?t helping. She seemed determined to drive him to his breaking point, so much so that where the boy usually stepped up to a challenge he was now finding any reason to look busy and keep him away from the silver woman.
This was one such time, a strange and unknown scent had recently invaded the pack lands and Novocaine found himself growing more and more curious. So it was that he approached the small group, walking slowly and failing to move in any semblance of a straight line. The boy drew up quite a ways off though to his half blind gaze it was much closer. ?What am I looking at?? He asked, chuckling internally at the unintended joke. One steel blue eye was focused on the red woman, one who looked vaguely familiar, the other empty socket pointed in that direction.