And now it's Strange's turn to have his feathers literally ruffle. Scrawny? How on earth is he scrawny?

"I'll have you know, I'm the proper size for a bird of my kind!" At least, he thinks he is. Strange honestly doesn't know the average size of a raven, just that he thinks he's about average size. "You're the scrawny one. Look at those legs!"

Said as he reaches over to try and nudge one of Childermass's paws with his beak. Borzois are weird horse dogs, Childermass, you're the scrawny one.