For wilyfang- http://berserkeroo.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d3l8l5l
For his sister- creamy white queen with flecks of grey on her body relativly slim for an expecting mother. Large amber eyes and a berry red nose.
A calico tom skulked about making sure to keep close to the ground moving as silently as possible. "Moth!" He whispered as he checked his surronding. He knows all too well how dangerous being here is, he is more concerned about his sister whom he lost track of. "Moth seriously!" The smiling moon in the sky gave the shadowclan territory more of a...shadowy...feel than he was used to. And to top it off the breeze sometimes carried the scent of shadowclan warriors. I swear being with those nofurs made her into some hapless kittypet..."
(Elsewhere nearby)
"That dung for brains, good for nothing, brother of mine!" Quietly hissed Moth. "Its bad enough this stupid craving brough me away from my nofurs, now I'm lost in SHADOWCLAN of all places!" The enraged she-cat wandered about her belly rumbling every now and again. "Isn't that just fan-cussing-tastic!"