Ours return to their run (when we're able to free range them during the day) about fifteen minutes before sundown and mope around until the gate is opened. They go into their shed without prompting, at dark, and we just have to close the door. They don't mind the rain until it starts to really pour, then they go to their shed and wait it out (have survived three nasty hail storms without a bruise).
They are much more social than chickens to the point of being pestiferous busybodies. The toms still spar on occasion but now that they are over 2.5yr. old the fighting seems more formalized (used to bloody one another pretty good as jakes) with few bites and no spur slashes, though they'll posture and yap at one another for hours. The hens are only trouble when they are getting ready to lay - wandering off whooting and worrying over where to nest (got to move them to safe locations). All (Slates/Royals) were flying fools during their first year, but the most flying we see now is if they're trying to catch up with us, `happy dancing', or getting up on the roost.