Yup. A forest full of plants. No animals. No turbolifts.

If this is some sort of trap, it's a well-arranged one. She can't sense any Sith. She reaches out with her senses. Any other sorts of living beings...?

Not really nearby. There's one a ways that way.

That's probably her best chance for answers. She heads off thataways.

Little yellow haired guy with wings, up a tree picking fruit.

She stands near the base of the tree, and waits to be noticed.

He spots her. "Why hello! What's your name?"

"I am Darth Occlus. What is the planet?"

"This isn't a planet. Want a drupe?" He holds up a plump fruit.

"If it is not a planet, what is it?" She ignores the fruit.

He tosses it to her in a friendly sort of motion. "Well, this is a forest. I'm Yellow. What's your real name?"

She holds up a hand, and the fruit is arrested in midair. She squeezes, and it bursts, messily. None of the flying pulp lands on her.

"It is unwise to antagonize me. Answer the question."

"Wow, touchy." He starts to fly away.

She swats him down.

"I'm not finished with you."

He squeaks in alarm and tries to take off again.

She rolls her eyes and presses down on his mind with the Force.

"You don't want to run away. You want to answer my questions."

He goes a bit crosseyed. "What were your questions?"

"Why did you say this was not a planet?"

"Because it isn't."

"What is it instead, then?"

"It's bigger. It goes forever."

"You want to answer me truthfully. Are you lying?"

"No."

Hmm.

"Why did you ask for my 'real' name?"

"I wanted to catch you for a vassal."