During the walk back to the house, Alana debated going to sleep herself. Duncan did mention they'd be leaving early. She turned her gaze back up to the sky as she walked for a few moments. It was a beautiful sunset, and would probably be an even more beautiful night. Alana decided she'd stay up that night, just long enough to see the moon over her farm one last time.<br/><br/>When the sky turned dark and the sun fully set, Alana left her room and made her way to their backyard. From there, she made her way up a wooden ladder that was propped against the side of the house and relaxed on the roof. She had done this ever since she was a child. Alana could remember all the times her father scolded her for being so high up, though he never once locked away the ladder. She had a suspicion he only did that because her mother asked him to.<br/><br/>Alana was just about to head off to bed when she heard the cries from the Highlanders. She froze for a moment, many thoughts going through her mind. Had this been a set up? Were they attacking her family? Had something happened to them? She decided to see for herself and carefully crawled to the side of the roof overlooking the scene. Her eyes widened for just a moment in surprise before she realized the Highlanders were fighting the English. Her surprise turned into something akin to rage. Duncan and his men appeared to be faring just fine, but it didn't sit right with Alana to just do nothing. She looked around for a moment, then scowled when she realized there was no weapon on the roof. Of course, she wasn't sure what she had been expecting to find. She thought, then looked down at Duncan.<br/><br/>"Ye need any help?" she called down to him.<br/><br/>She didn't want to just jump down from the roof and insert herself into the conflict. Getting in their way wouldn't be beneficial to her or her family.