There was a SF novel I read, probably 20 or 30 years ago, and I don't remember most of the details.
The story centers around a colony planet recently settled by humans. There was an alien race watching the humans, trying to learn more about them, for presumably nefarious purposes. And there as a second alien race, watching the first alien race watching the humans.
The first alien race somehow metamorphosed through various life stages, becoming smaller and longer-lived with each transformation.
I seem to remember one scene in which an extraordinarily competent young human female was searching though an abandoned facility of some sort. The leader of the first group of aliens was in the room, sitting on a lab bench of some sort.
She came in and he froze, trying to appear as being some sort of statuary, hidden among the clutter.
She played along, for a while, then grabbed the cloth he was sitting on, catching him in it and swinging the bundle against the wall, disorienting him long enough to effect his capture.