I was on this decent-sized iron ship, it looked a bit like a type of naval ship. It was the pre-dawn hour and noone was around; likely too early for that, but I was walking along the side of the ship and there was this 90° corner there where the inside came outward or there was some steel wall out toward the side. I look in that corner and there was this tiny pure white dragon curled up into a ball laying there. Now, I always loved dinosaurs coming up, but being Christian, I honestly never had prev great thoughts concerning dragons, so for one to enter my life, or even dreams, was out of place, but there was this oh wow, look at it! feeling about this little one. I picked the little one up, and it was as though he (far's I knew was a he) was intelligent, and there was this... sort of unspoken understanding instead of spoken words, like I just felt and knew about him. He fit without trouble in 2 paws (was my RL self of course), stroking his smooth but scaled back and took a moment of not speaking but "speaking" with him through emotion I'll say w/ lack of better description. He was a very young little feller and was off to a home or someplace he had to be; meeting up with his parents best as it felt, and although so young, he could fly, but found this ship going the right direction and thought to come rest in the quiet night upon it and save on the poor wings a bit. It felt as though he needed to go, possibly as to not be spotted by people who could awaken and be out and about soon, I held out and he stood on his 4 paws in mine, and after a silent "goodbye", he hopped off and I watched him fly off into the distance across what felt neverending waters. Hopefully he got to wherever he was headed.