Peep has been living in the atrium for a couple of days. She flew out of her box last night and slept under the steps. I put her back in the box this morning, but it was hopeless. She spent the day in freedom, running around in the atrium. It appears that she tried to eat a few leaves from the plants out there as well.
Tonight she was peeping - five peeps. That as far as I can tell is a sign of agitation. She wouldn't settle down. Last night, when the sun went down she got quiet. I attributed it to the natural light out there, the gradual darkening as the sun went down.
After listening to her distress, I picked her up and took her to the barn. I put her in with the whole flock. They didn't pay much attention to her. No one abused her. She seemed okay, back down to three peeps.
I just got back in the house from checking to make sure she was okay. She was settling down for the night, in the heart of the group. I think she will be okay. She is small, but she is healthy and sturdy. She is where she belongs.