He very carefully sets her down on the ground, being as careful as he can to keep from making her wounds any worse and then starts rooting around in a bag under his wing. Skyfire was cursing in his mind at having left most of his normal supplies behind, finding himself lacking a lot of what would have been really useful at the moment.

Finally, he finds what looks something like a bed sheet and lets out a silent sigh as he starts tearing it into strips. It wasn't his first choice, but he could use it to wrap her leg and other wounds till he could get her somewhere safe enough to really tend to them.