(A/N: Just to let you all know, Myra is 3 years older than Ed, making her 4 years older than Al. Also, this story will be following the Brotherhood timeline.
Myra has gold eyes just like Ed and Al. She also has gold hair, lighter than Al's but a shade darker than Ed's, that is currently shoulder length. She also has her mother's features).
"Myra!"
The said girl turned her head to face the one who called her name as she walked through the front door of her home. A wide grin grew on her face as she instantly recognized the voice of her younger brother, Edward, as he launched himself at his sister causing Myra to fall on her butt. The two just laughed.
Her youngest brother, Alphonse, who was still just a baby, crawled over to his laughing siblings with a smile of his own. He leaned against Myra's arm, who pulled him into a gentle hug which he tried to return as much as he could.
"How was helping Granny Pinako and Winry at the shop?" Their mother, Trisha, asked as she came out of the kitchen greeting her kids with a kind smile.
Myra didn't know too much about automail, unlike the Rockbells, but Granny Pinako always appreciated her help whenever they needed it, especially since Winry's parents would be leaving to aid in the Ishvalan war soon. Not to mention Winry loved having a girl to play with, even if Myra was older than her.
"It was fun! Granny Pinako taught me more stuff about automail and I got to play with Winry," Myra said giving her mother a smile of her own. "But now I'm hungry." she said suddenly.
Trisha chuckled a bit, picking up Al to carry him while Myra helped Ed to his feet before he latched onto his mother. "Well good timing, because its about time for dinner." She said.
"Yay!" The young girl cheered as she skipped towards the kitchen along side her mother and brothers.
"Hey, Mom?" The girl suddenly asked, stopping in her tracks. A slight frown forming on her lips as she passed her father's empty study.
"Hmm?" She hummed in reply.
"Where's Dad?" Myra asked looking up at her mother.
"Oh, your father went out for a bit. He'll be back soon." Trisha said with a kind smile.
"Oh, ok." Myra said forcing a smile of her own.
As the four family members walked into the kitchen everyone took their usual spots at the dinner table. Trisha set two plates in front of Myra and Ed before sitting down to feed Al his baby food.
Myra shoveled the food into her mouth, finishing her dinner in record time. She got up from her spot at the table and stood up on her toes so she could just barely put her dishes into the sink.
"Done already?" Her mother asked, startling the girl a bit.
"Y-Yeah." She replied. "I just wanted to, um, play outside in the yard for a bit."
"Alright, just be careful." Trisha said before Myra nodded and swiftly ran out of the room. Trisha smiled, still looking as to where her daughter left, knowing full-well what she really intended on doing. She turned her attention back to her youngest as Al sat there amused by random objects in the kitchen and Ed too absorbed in his mother's delicious cooking. The two not noticing the sudden disappearance of their sister.
Myra quietly ran into her father's study and grabbed a book she was familiar with before running outside of the house.
Trisha knew that her daughter secretly practiced alchemy. She knew that Myra wanted to be a powerful and well-known alchemist and protect her brothers. Myra also wanted to make her parents proud. All in all, Trisha was proud of her daughter's ambitions.
Myra opened the book to a specific page she had marked and pulled out a piece of chalk. She drew an exact copy of the transmutation circle that was in the book, something she's been practicing for a while now. Myra then set the chalk down and clapped her hands together before quickly setting it on the drawn circle. A blue light crackles underneath her fingers and she removed her hand to reveal the result. There in the middle of the circle lay a small clay dog.
Myra giggled. 'It looks just like Den!' She thought, referring to the Rockbell's new puppy. Myra was so caught up in her excitement that she didn't notice the gray clouds beginning to cover the setting sun until she felt a single drop of rain fall on her head, causing her to look up.
"Myra!" Trisha called from the door causing the said girl to quickly hide the book and clay dog behind her back. "It's about to rain, come inside."
"Okay Mom, I'm coming!" She called walking up to her house with the book and clay dog still behind her back, making it inside the house just as the rain began to pour.
She set the clay dog on the windowsill just by her bed when she suddenly heard her brothers' excitement. Hearing her father's voice she realized he was home and paled a bit not wanting him to know just yet that she's been practicing alchemy. Without being noticed, Myra snuck into her father's study, putting the book exactly where she had gotten it from before quickly running out to greet her father.
Later that night Trisha noticed that the house had gotten a lot quieter in the past half hour. The last time she realized her children were all playing together in the living room. She decided to look for them so she could put Al to sleep and make sure Ed and Myra get to sleep too. She started with the living room only to find it empty, except for her husband passed out on the couch from a long day. Trisha silently laughed to herself before then deciding to check Myra's room.
There she found Myra, her back against the side of her bed. Ed was on her left leaning on her shoulder with Myra's arm around him. Al was in her lap with Myra's hand placed on his small back. All three sound asleep with a tossed picture book to the side.
Trisha smiled at her three beautiful children. Not knowing that this would be the first of many nights she found them like this.
It was then that she noticed the clay dog on the windowsill. Trisha carefully picked it up and looked at Myra, knowing full-well how she made it. 'You three are definitely going to take after your father'. Trisha smiled to herself once more.