A head broke through the surface and stared about.

A scaly head the size of her entire body stared at them from barely ten feet away.

He let his head go back on the top of the seat and stared upward, bereft.

Her head bent and she stared at the floor.

The head stared with great intensity, as though there was some critical message it had to get across.

A rohha's head poked itself out and stared at him.

She shook her head to clear it, stared at him afresh.

The heads, with their awful dark and empty holes, stared straight at them.

His head tilted back and he stared straight up into those eyes.

The three heads at the table turned and stared as they sucked on their cigarettes.