Morth's hair flashed brick red and he was moving.

Shirley's red hair flashed through the doorway, lacking about two-thirds of its burnish, for the sun was really going over the hill, which meant Ragged Rock.

He dragged a chair over to the sunny corner Jani occupied, white-blond hair flashing in the diffuse sunlight.

Her hair flashed gold-red in the torchlight, almost the color of flame itself.

A few hairs shy of his body, a blue aura flashed beneath her hands.

Neat brassy hair flashed in a ray of sunlight filtering through the twisted trees overhead.

His red hair flashed once above the surface and was gone.

His dark hair flashed in the clear sun, and he looked too young to be protesting a war.

Her hair was down around her shoulders, flashing spun gold in the candlelight.