He was short. Furry. Bitingly sarcastic.

The male being called himself Alf. He'd arrived on Onderon, and was discovered to be suitable for training in the ways of the Force. And so De'Ville found herself facing her strangest pupil yet.

In fact, she couldn't remember teaching a being that was so non-human before. She looked down to the 5'3" Alf, and shook her head slightly. "Well, let's start with the basics. You are my apprentice, and so what I say goes. When I say jump, you do it, and if you don't... I will make you wish you had. Also, any member of our organization who is knight level or more may also tell you what to do. Step out of line, and we will leave you outside the walls of the city for the beasts."

Her eyes glinted, and then she smiled. "Now, tell me what you know about the Force."