Over the following months, Dynasty slowly began to feel strength return to her front right leg. She learned that the gentle and caring woman who had become her caretaker was called Angeni. The other horses that shared the wide field had started to socialise with the daughter of Wild Wind since Purity had shown Dynasty wasn't completely ferocious and unaccommodating. Purity herself had become the favoured mount of Angeni due to her calm nature and beautiful appearance. It had not escaped Dynasty's notice how the stallions and colts in the field were eyeing up the albino and having competitions among themselves to decide who would have the right to claim the mare. There was something about this natural male behaviour that caused something to stir within Dynasty's heart. It vexed her greatly to hear these horses whinny and bicker over Purity as if she was a mere possession to be claimed, an acre of territory for the stallions to mark. In her heart, the younger mare was silently counting down the days until her leg was freed from its prison. She longed with all of her heart to run again, even in this enclosure. It was slow progress, but she could feel strength and vigour surging through her body once more and with these things returning her spirit was also healing. On one sunny afternoon, the strongest of the stallions came over to speak with Dynasty while Purity was out with Angeni. He was a handsome chestnut named Arturo and he possessed a strong air of arrogance. Dynasty could barely tolerate this mustang's company, but given her physical condition, she had very little choice when he wanted to socialise.
"Dynasty, nice day isn't it?" he asked in an obvious attempt to make conversation. The way his ears flicked back and forth showed he was really biding time until Purity returned. Dynasty couldn't stop her hears from going back and her nostrils flaring. This stallion was going to try and claim the white mare as his own on this day and every part of Dynasty screamed at her to stop him.
"I know what you're planning, Arturo," she neighed in a threatening tone, "I'm warning you now, Purity isn't just a random mare you can claim as your own to add to any harem you're planning." The chestnut walked over so he was right inside Dynasty's personal space, staring at her with a look of the utmost arrogance and contempt.
"You think that you can stop me?" his neigh was full of sinister intention, "you can barely walk, let alone run. So much for the daughter of the mighty Wild Wind! Stay out of my way, or I'll see you never run again." As he finished in his threats, Arturo looked up to see Purity being turned back out into the field. He trotted over to her, neighing loudly while Angeni approached the very irritated Dynasty. For the first time in her life, the black mare was thankful for the training her father had given her on how to be leader of a herd. With Wild Wind's training had come experience of how to fend off challenges from other stallions. Although it was a little vague with the passing of time, with her strong build she was sure that she could be more than a match for the chestnut.
"There, there my black girl," Angeni's soft voice washed over Dynasty, "let's see about getting your leg out of this restrain now." With the greatest of ease, the young woman unwrapped the support that had been around the mustang's broken leg and watched as the mare walked tentatively on all four legs properly for the first time in months. Although significantly weaker than the others, the leg was indeed mended and could support Dynasty's weight. Feeling brave, she began walking more sure-footedly and then chanced a gallop. However, this was a brave move made too soon and Dynasty fell over her feet like a clumsy foal finding its feet for the first time. Landing unceremoniously face first in the grass, the mare looked up and found Purity standing by her side.
"Felt brave, did we?" the whicker was soft and full of mirth, "bet you're glad that you've got that leg back." Dynasty ducked her head down in embarrassment, not wanting to appear weak in front of the other mare. She was more than a little amazed when she felt Purity's soft velvety muzzle brush against her own. Inside, her stomach for reasons unknown began to jump up and down. Regaining some element of composure, she pulled herself to her feet, being more cautious this time.
"I guess I can wait a while longer before I can run," she replied calmly, "it just feels good to have this leg back to walk with." Taking more tentative steps, Dynasty walked over to the shaded area underneath the trees with Purity by her side. As she did so, she couldn't help but glance over at Arturo and notice the glint of aggression in his eyes. Something had obviously happened that she herself was not fully aware of, but it didn't matter at the moment. Being able to use all four legs again freely was the greatest pleasure she had experienced in a long time.